The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf WhittierJ. R. Osgood, 1873 - 395 pages |
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... Voice said To Delaware Worship The Demon of the Study The Pumpkin vii 108 108 109 · 109 111 • 112 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 121 121 122 123 123 124 126 Extract from " New England Legend " 127 Hampton Beach . 127 Lines , written on ...
... Voice said To Delaware Worship The Demon of the Study The Pumpkin vii 108 108 109 · 109 111 • 112 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 121 121 122 123 123 124 126 Extract from " New England Legend " 127 Hampton Beach . 127 Lines , written on ...
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... voice be weak ; - The water - rat shall hear him speak , The owl shall whoop in the white man's ear , That Mogg Megone , with his scalps , is here ! " He pauses , brow , - dark , over cheek and A flush , as of shame , is stealing now ...
... voice be weak ; - The water - rat shall hear him speak , The owl shall whoop in the white man's ear , That Mogg Megone , with his scalps , is here ! " He pauses , brow , - dark , over cheek and A flush , as of shame , is stealing now ...
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... voice for us In the thunder , or the tone Of the leaf - harp faint and small , Speaking to the unsealed ear Words of blended love and fear , Of the mighty Soul of all ? Naught had the twain of thoughts like these As they wound along ...
... voice for us In the thunder , or the tone Of the leaf - harp faint and small , Speaking to the unsealed ear Words of blended love and fear , Of the mighty Soul of all ? Naught had the twain of thoughts like these As they wound along ...
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... voice whose pleading tones beguiled The pleased ear of the forest - child , And tears she may no more repress Reveal her lingering tenderness . - O , woman wronged can cherish hate More deep and dark than manhood may ; But when the ...
... voice whose pleading tones beguiled The pleased ear of the forest - child , And tears she may no more repress Reveal her lingering tenderness . - O , woman wronged can cherish hate More deep and dark than manhood may ; But when the ...
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... voice so low That scarce it meets the Jesuit's ears , While through her clasped fingers flow , From the heart's fountain , hot and slow , Her penitential tears , She tells the story of the woe And evil of her years . -- " O father ...
... voice so low That scarce it meets the Jesuit's ears , While through her clasped fingers flow , From the heart's fountain , hot and slow , Her penitential tears , She tells the story of the woe And evil of her years . -- " O father ...
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Page 268 - 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. 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.
Page 284 - Meanwhile we did our nightly chores, — Brought in the wood from out of doors, Littered the stalls, and from the mows Eaked down the herd's-grass for the cows : Heard the horse whinnying for his corn ; And, sharply clashing horn on horn, Impatient down the stanchion rows The cattle shake their walnut bows...
Page 224 - Said old Floyd Ireson, for his hard heart Tarred and feathered and carried in a cart By the women of Marblehead! Then the wife of the skipper lost at sea Said, "God has touched him! why should we!
Page 194 - 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! Still as my horizon grew, Larger grew my riches too; All the world I saw or knew Seemed a complex Chinese toy, Fashioned for a barefoot boy!
Page 317 - And if my heart and flesh are weak To bear an untried pain, The bruised reed he will not break, But strengthen and sustain.
Page 194 - 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...
Page 204 - Dozing and grumbling o'er pipe and mug, A manly form at her side she saw, And joy was duty and love was law. Then she took up her burden of life again, Saying only, "It might have been.
Page 194 - For, eschewing books and tasks, Nature answers all he asks; Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her he talks, Part and parcel of her joy, — Blessings on the barefoot boy!
Page 203 - He spoke of the grass and flowers and trees, Of the singing birds and the humming bees; Then talked of the haying, and wondered whether The cloud in the west would bring foul weather. And Maud forgot her...
Page 55 - Our fathers to their graves have gone ; Their strife is past, — their triumph won ; But sterner trials wait the race Which rises in their honored place, — A moral warfare with the crime And folly of an evil time. So let it be. In God's own might We gird us for the coming fight, And, strong in Him whose cause is ours In conflict with unholy powers, We grasp the weapons He has given, — The Light, and Truth, and Love of Heaven.