Among the Hills (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
PRELUDEALONG the roadside, like the flowers of goldThat tawny Incas for their gardens wrought,Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod,And the ...
PRELUDEALONG the roadside, like the flowers of goldThat tawny Incas for their gardens wrought,Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod,And the ...
He? why, a tall Franconian strong and young, Brown as a walnut the first frost hath hulled; A soul of full endeavor ...
There is a tide in men's affairs,Leading to fame not wholly theirs —Leading to high positions, wonThrough noble deeds by ...
I.OVER the valley the storm-clouds blow,Dark and low;The wild air whitens with flying snow.Through the timber two lovers ride,Side by ...
The labours of the plough, the various toilsThat, still returning with the changeful year,Demand the husbandman's and cottar's care;The joys ...
The wasting thistle whitens on my crest,The barren grasses blow upon my spear,A green, pale pennon: blazon of wild faithAnd ...
But shall we take the Muse abroad,To drop her idly on the road,And leave our subject in the middle,As Butler ...
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
ARGUMENT.THE Poem opens with an Allusion to bright Gems and noble Minds often shining amid Rubbish and Barrenness-Song of the ...
WHY did she love her mother's so?It hath wrought her wondrous wo.Once she saw an armed knightIn the pale sepulchral ...
HERE by this midland lake, the sand-shored waterThat pulses with no sea-tide heart, where the grainOf a nation pauses on ...
In front the awful Alpine track Crawls up its rocky stair; The autumn storm-winds drive the rack, Close o'er it, in the air. Behind ...
Dramatis Personae.Werner--Misanthrope.Manuel--a cottager.Albert--his son.Rebecca--wife to Manuel.Rose--his daughter.Spirits.An aerial chorus.A fountain near the summit of a mountain, from which, through adeep ...
Fain would my verse, Tyrconnel, boast thy name,Brownlow, at once my subject and my fame!Oh! could that spirit, which thy ...
The Bride and the Daughters of JerusalemThe Song of songs, which is Solomon's.Let him kiss me with the kisses of ...
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
Where gentle Deva's lucid waters glide In slow meanders thro' the winding vale, And fertile Cestria's pastures green divide; Deep in the bosom ...
(A Romance.)December 11th, 1867.The fleecy clouds had passed awayBefore the bright approach of day,And now the morning's radiance shinesUpon an ...
One Sabbath day my friend and IAfter the meeting, quietlyPassed from the crowded village lanes,White with dry dust for lack ...
A POEM IN THREE CANTOS Canto I Ye Alps audacious, through the heavens that rise,To cramp the day and hide me from ...
I.A Golden House on golden columns raised,In redly tinted skies bespangled blazed;With opening doors diffused a gladsome light,And glorious gleams ...
Come queen of months in companyWi all thy merry minstrelsyThe restless cuckoo absent longAnd twittering swallows chimney songAnd hedge row ...
--A COSTLY good ; that none e'er bought or soldFor gem, or pearl, or miser's store, twice told :Save certain ...
Beneath the fervour of the noon-tide beamAll Nature's works in placid stillness pause,--Save man, and his joint labourer the horse,The ...
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy wistful flock ...
Sweetly the voice of long departed timeComes o'er the soul, and in its whispers bringsVisions of glory, mighty deeds sublime,And ...
A JOURNAL.DEDICATED TO MY FELLOW-TRAVELLERS IN AUGUST, 1858.Wise and polite,--and if I drewTheir several portraits, you would ownChaucer had no ...
Sacred, O Glotta! be the following strains;Thy flow'ry borders, and thy pleasing plains,Inspire the Muse. Carnarvon, present be,I sing of ...
AIR.Daughter of Paeon, queen of every joy,Hygeia; whose indulgent smile sustainsThe various race luxuriant nature pours,And on th' immortal essences ...
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