The Poetical Works of John Greenleaf WhittierJ. R. Osgood, 1878 - 505 pages |
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... Grave by the Lake The Brother of Mercy The Changeling The Maids of Attitash Kallundborg Church The Dead Ship of Harpswell The Palatine Abraham Davenport NATIONAL LYRICS . The Mantle of St. John De Matha What the Birds said Laus Deo ...
... Grave by the Lake The Brother of Mercy The Changeling The Maids of Attitash Kallundborg Church The Dead Ship of Harpswell The Palatine Abraham Davenport NATIONAL LYRICS . The Mantle of St. John De Matha What the Birds said Laus Deo ...
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... grave , the sea , And slow through the rock its path- way hewing ! Far down , through the mist of the fall- ing river , Which rises up like an incense ever , The splintered points of the crags are seen , With water howling and vexed ...
... grave , the sea , And slow through the rock its path- way hewing ! Far down , through the mist of the fall- ing river , Which rises up like an incense ever , The splintered points of the crags are seen , With water howling and vexed ...
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... grave , calm face , and half - shut eye , He sits upon the wigwam floor , And watches Ruth go by , Intent upon her household care ; And ever and anon , the while , Or on the maiden , or her fare , The sum of Indian happiness ! A wigwam ...
... grave , calm face , and half - shut eye , He sits upon the wigwam floor , And watches Ruth go by , Intent upon her household care ; And ever and anon , the while , Or on the maiden , or her fare , The sum of Indian happiness ! A wigwam ...
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... grave , When the storm came down from Agioo- chook , And the north - wind howled , and the tree - tops shook , And I strove , in the drifts of the rush- ing snow , Till my knees grew weak and I could not go , And I felt the cold to my ...
... grave , When the storm came down from Agioo- chook , And the north - wind howled , and the tree - tops shook , And I strove , in the drifts of the rush- ing snow , Till my knees grew weak and I could not go , And I felt the cold to my ...
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... grave . ' T was like the hue which Autumn To yonder changed and dying lea Breathed over by his frosty bre Scarce can the gazer feel that this Is but the spoiler's treacherous k The mocking - smile of Death ! " Sweet were the tales she ...
... grave . ' T was like the hue which Autumn To yonder changed and dying lea Breathed over by his frosty bre Scarce can the gazer feel that this Is but the spoiler's treacherous k The mocking - smile of Death ! " Sweet were the tales she ...
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Page 329 - But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word: "Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on!
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Page 237 - 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 429 - Because," — the brown eyes lower fell, — "Because, you see, I love you!" Still memory to a gray-haired man That sweet child-face is showing. Dear girl! the grasses on her grave Have forty years been growing! He lives to learn, in life's hard school, How few who pass above him Lament their triumph and his loss, Like her, — because they love him.