The Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier, Issue 640Macmillan and Company, 1874 - 481 pages |
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... earth and man discard thee , ---- Doth thy Heavenly Father guard thee : He who spared the guilty Cain , Even when a brother's blood , Crying in the ear of God , Gave the earth its primal stain , - He whose mercy ever liveth , Who ...
... earth and man discard thee , ---- Doth thy Heavenly Father guard thee : He who spared the guilty Cain , Even when a brother's blood , Crying in the ear of God , Gave the earth its primal stain , - He whose mercy ever liveth , Who ...
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... earth the bones of those Who perished in that fearful day , When Norridgewock became the prey Of all unsparing foes . Sadly and still , dark thoughts between , Of coming vengeance mused Castine , Of the fallen chieftain Bomazeen , Who ...
... earth the bones of those Who perished in that fearful day , When Norridgewock became the prey Of all unsparing foes . Sadly and still , dark thoughts between , Of coming vengeance mused Castine , Of the fallen chieftain Bomazeen , Who ...
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... within ; Where upon that earth - floor stark , Lay the gaudy mats of bark , With the bear's hide , rough and dark , And the red - deer's skin . Window - tracery , small and slight , Woven of 26 THE BRIDAL OF PENNACOOK . II The Bashaba.
... within ; Where upon that earth - floor stark , Lay the gaudy mats of bark , With the bear's hide , rough and dark , And the red - deer's skin . Window - tracery , small and slight , Woven of 26 THE BRIDAL OF PENNACOOK . II The Bashaba.
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... earth or wave , abiding In the caverned rock , or riding Misty clouds or morning breeze ; Every dark intelligence , Secret soul , and influence Of all things which outward sense Feels , or hears , or sees , - These the wizard's skill ...
... earth or wave , abiding In the caverned rock , or riding Misty clouds or morning breeze ; Every dark intelligence , Secret soul , and influence Of all things which outward sense Feels , or hears , or sees , - These the wizard's skill ...
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... earth - floor fell the pale gleam of stars ; In the coldness and the darkness all through the long night - time , My grated casement whitened with autumn's early rime . Alone , in that dark sorrow , hour after hour. Flapped by the sea ...
... earth - floor fell the pale gleam of stars ; In the coldness and the darkness all through the long night - time , My grated casement whitened with autumn's early rime . Alone , in that dark sorrow , hour after hour. Flapped by the sea ...
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Popular passages
Page 387 - 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 326 - Frietchie then, Bowed with her fourscore years and ten; Bravest of all in Frederick town, She took up the flag the men hauled down; 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 351 - The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the wall A couchant tiger's seemed to fall; And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons...
Page 235 - Humming-birds and honey-bees; For my sport the squirrel played, Plied the snouted mole his spade; For my taste the blackberry cone Purpled over hedge and stone; Laughed the brook for my delight Through the day and through the night, Whispering at the garden wall, Talked with me from fall to fall; Mine the sand-rimmed pickerel pond, Mine the walnut slopes beyond, Mine, on bending orchard trees, Apples of Hesperides!
Page 177 - Revile him not, the Tempter hath A snare for all; And pitying tears, not scorn and wrath, Befit his fall! Oh, dumb be passion's stormy rage, When he who might Have lighted up and led his age, Falls back in night. Scorn ! would the angels laugh, to mark A bright soul driven, Fiend-goaded, down the endless dark, From hope and heaven!
Page 245 - Would she were mine, and I today, Like her, a harvester of hay: "No doubtful balance of rights and wrongs, Nor weary lawyers with endless tongues, "But low of cattle and song of birds, And health and quiet and loving words.
Page 236 - Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as boyhood can! Though the flinty slopes be hard. Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat: All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil: 1856.
Page 235 - Oh, for boyhood's painless play; Sleep that wakes in laughing day; Health that mocks the doctor's rules; Knowledge, (never learned of schools...
Page 246 - No doubtful balance of rights and wrongs, Nor weary lawyers with endless tongues, " But low of cattle and song of birds, And health and quiet and loving words." But he thought of his sisters, proud and cold, And his mother, vain of her rank and gold. So, closing his heart, the Judge rode on, And Maud was left in the field alone.
Page 273 - Mother and sister, wife and maid, Looked from the rocks of Marblehead Over the moaning and rainy sea, — Looked for the coming that might not be!