The Poetical Works of John Greenleaf WhittierJames R. Osgood, 1871 - 430 pages |
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... lines to trace , Or softer shades of Nature's face , I view her common forms with unanointed eyes . Nor mine the seer - like power to show The secrets of the heart and mind ; To drop the plummet - line below Our common world of joy and ...
... lines to trace , Or softer shades of Nature's face , I view her common forms with unanointed eyes . Nor mine the seer - like power to show The secrets of the heart and mind ; To drop the plummet - line below Our common world of joy and ...
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... Hunters of Men Clerical Oppressors The Christian Slave . Stanzas for the Times 3 9 15 man 1 momm 21 25 26 28 29 30 32 33 34 37 38 39 43 44 46 47 48 57 59 61 62 63 64 64 66 Lines , written on reading the Message of Governor Ritner.
... Hunters of Men Clerical Oppressors The Christian Slave . Stanzas for the Times 3 9 15 man 1 momm 21 25 26 28 29 30 32 33 34 37 38 39 43 44 46 47 48 57 59 61 62 63 64 64 66 Lines , written on reading the Message of Governor Ritner.
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... Lines , written for the Meeting of the Anti - Slavery Society , at Chatham Street Chapel , N. Y. , 1834 Lines , written for the Celebration of the Third Anniversary of Emancipation , 1837 68 2 70 British 71 72 72 Lines , written for the ...
... Lines , written for the Meeting of the Anti - Slavery Society , at Chatham Street Chapel , N. Y. , 1834 Lines , written for the Celebration of the Third Anniversary of Emancipation , 1837 68 2 70 British 71 72 72 Lines , written for the ...
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... Lines , written on hearing of the Death of Silas Wright , of New York 160 Lines , accompanying Manuscripts presented to a Friend 160 The Reward 161 Raphael 162 Lucy Hooper 162 Channing 164 To the Memory of Charles B. Storrs Lines on the ...
... Lines , written on hearing of the Death of Silas Wright , of New York 160 Lines , accompanying Manuscripts presented to a Friend 160 The Reward 161 Raphael 162 Lucy Hooper 162 Channing 164 To the Memory of Charles B. Storrs Lines on the ...
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... Lines The Voices The Hero My Dream The Barefoot Boy Flowers in Winter The Rendition CONTENTS . ix 225 227 228 229 230 231 233 233 235 236 237 238 239 239 240 240 241 241 242 242 243 243 Lines The Fruit - Gift A Memory The Kansas ...
... Lines The Voices The Hero My Dream The Barefoot Boy Flowers in Winter The Rendition CONTENTS . ix 225 227 228 229 230 231 233 233 235 236 237 238 239 239 240 240 241 241 242 242 243 243 Lines The Fruit - Gift A Memory The Kansas ...
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Page 377 - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
Page 322 - Fair as a garden of the Lord To the eyes of the famished rebel horde On that pleasant morn of the early fall When Lee marched over the mountain wall, Over the mountains winding down, Horse and foot into Frederick town.
Page 322 - In her attic, window the staff she set, To show that one heart was loyal yet. Up the street came the rebel tread, Stonewall Jackson riding ahead. Under his slouched hat left and right He glanced; the old flag met his sight. "Halt!
Page 326 - Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er, And the rebel rides on his raids no more. Honor to her ! and let a tear Fall, for her sake, on Stonewall's bier. Over Barbara Frietchie's grave, Flag of freedom and union, wave ! Peace and order and beauty draw Round thy symbol of light and law ; And ever the stars above look down On thy stars below in Frederick town ! JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE CAUSE OF THE SOUTH.
Page 345 - We shared the fishing off Boar's Head, And round the rocky Isles of Shoals The hake-broil on the drift-wood coals ; The chowder on the sand-beach made, Dipped by the hungry, steaming hot, With spoons of clam-shell from the pot. We heard the tales of witchcraft old, And dream and sign and marvel told To sleepy listeners as they lay Stretched idly on the salted hay, Adrift along the winding shores, When favoring breezes deigned to blow The square sail of the gundelow And idle lay the useless oars.
Page 229 - Pewter spoon and bowl of wood, On the door-stone, gray and rude! O'er me, like a regal tent, Cloudy-ribbed, the sunset bent, Purple-curtained, fringed with gold, Looped in many a wind-swung fold; While for music came the play Of the pied frogs' orchestra; And, to light the noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire.
Page 278 - O playmate in the golden time ! Our mossy seat is green, Its fringing violets blossom yet, The old trees o'er it lean. The winds so sweet with birch and fern A sweeter memory blow ; And there in spring the veeries sing The song of long ago.
Page 326 - Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved it well; And through the hill-gaps sunset light Shone over it with a warm good-night.
Page 72 - Gone, gone,—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's hills and waters,— Woe is me, my stolen daughters!
Page 240 - ... for maiden, alas for Judge, For rich repiner and household drudge! God pity them both! and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: "It might have been...