The Last Walk In Autumn (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I.O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched handsPlead with the leaden heavens in vain,I see, beyond the valley lands,The sea's long ...
I.O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched handsPlead with the leaden heavens in vain,I see, beyond the valley lands,The sea's long ...
I.The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom,Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb,Had ceased; and sulphury ...
Written for the Celebration of the Fourth Anniversary of President Lincoln's Emancipation ProclamationTo P. A. BELL, Esq., A PIONEER IN ...
Ill fares it with the man whose lips are setTo bitter themes and words that spite the gods;For, seeing how ...
At evening when the aspens rustled softAnd the last blackbird by the hedge-nest laughed,And through the leaves the moon's unmeaning ...
I would not sin, in this half-playful strain,--Too light perhaps for serious years, though bornOf the enforced leisure of slow ...
Late Senior Bishop, African M. E. Church.Death is the common lot of all, Yet nothing do we so much dread;Nothing, that ...
1Peace, clamorous trumpets! Silence, drums!Be breathless all and hush!Let die applause. My lady comes,My lady of the blush.She's bashfuller than ...
WOODSTOCK, CONN., JULY 4, 1877NOT to myself this breath of vesper song,Not to these patient friends, this kindly throng,Not to ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend,To welcome home mankind's mysterious friendWine, true begetter of all arts that be;Wine, privilege of ...
Now Summer with her wanton court is goneTo revel on the south side of the world,And flaunt and frolic out ...
Argument:Tom, Tom, the piper's son,Stole a pig and away he ran.The pig was eat, and Tom was beatAnd Tom went ...
Retreate (sad passions) to your chanels now, Let sorrowes inundations cease to flow: Griefes, (which distinguish Mortals from the Gods) Ought to be ...
A SKY of wind! And while these fitful gustsAre beating round the windows in the cold,With sullen sobs of rain, ...
IA hundred years! they're quickly fled, With all their joy and sorrow;Their dead leaves shed upon the dead, Their fresh ones sprung ...
In this strange Labyrinth how shall I turne,Wayes are on all sids while the way I misse:If to the right ...
Wild, pale, and wonder-stricken, even as oneWho staggers forth into the air and sunFrom the dark chamber of a mortal ...
The Brutons thus departed hence, seven kingdoms here begun,--Where diversely in divers broils the Saxons lost and won,--King Edel and ...
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail,The rampart most secure is not the VEIL;A husband better will the FAIR ...
The Patten, Fan, and Petticoat,Three modern Themes of special Note,In parlous Rhimes immortal live,If Rhimes immortal Life can give;The Mouse--Trap ...
Through boughs still leafless, or through foliage thin,The sloping primrose-bed lies fair exposed,Begemmed with simple flowers, gladdening the sight.Hail! month ...
IF HE WOULD BUT DAREI stood, unseen, within a sumptous room,Where one clothed all in white sat silently.So sweet his ...
Sinner.What black, what ugly crawling thing art thou?Spider.I am a spider-------Sinner.A spider, ay, also a filthy creature.Spider.Not filthy as thyself ...
IA Mountain SpringPeace hath an altar there. The sounding feet Of thunder and the 'wildering wings of rainAgainst fire-rifted summits flash ...
SVANHVIT (alone in her chamber) No Asdolf yet,--in vain and everywhere Hath he been sought for, since his foaming steed, At morn, with ...
(March 4, 1913)Thine aid, O Muse, I consciously beseech;I crave thy succour, ask for thine assistanceThat men may cry: 'Some ...
the spiritual, Platonic old England .S. T. COLERIDGE, Anima Poetae'Your situation', said Coningsby, looking up the green and silent valley, ...
Well; I may now receive and die. My sin Indeed is great, but yet I have been in A purgatory, such as ...
You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis,How the handsome YenadizzeDanced at Hiawatha's wedding;How the gentle Chibiabos,He the sweetest of musicians,Sang his songs ...
Thou ancient pine! beneath whose lofty shade, Pensive I watch the sun's declining ray,Thy glorious crown no scorching sun can fade, Nor ...
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