Aechdeacon Barbour (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
One Sabbath day my friend and IAfter the meeting, quietlyPassed from the crowded village lanes,White with dry dust for lack ...
TO E. W.I KNOW not, Time and Space so intervene,Whether, still waiting with a trust serene,Thou bearest up thy fourscore ...
A band of Arab brigands having taken up their position on the top ofa mountain and closed the passage of ...
The Khan came from Bokhara townTo Hamza, santon of renown."My head is sick, my hands are weak;Thy help, O holy ...
Are they clinging to their crosses,F. E. Smith,Where the Breton boat-fleet tosses,Are they, Smith?Do they, fasting, trembling, bleeding,Wait the news ...
ulti ho gain sab tadabiren, kuch na dawa ne kam kiyadekha is bimari-e-dil ne akhir kam tamam kiyaahd-e-jawani ro-ro kata, ...
"Have you forgotten, Europe, how the dartOf the fierce Persian pointed at your heart,Until, on that dread field of Avarair,Armenian ...
As Islam's Prophet, when his last day drewNigh to its close, besought all men to sayWhom he had wronged, to ...
In bloom gemm'd depths, where Sylvan branches meetAbove dim paths, that thread a still retreat;Where light on tip-toe shy, steals ...
A tall brave man of gray three score,The sable columns rode before,The knightliest of the knightly throng,The bravest of the ...
Say not the age is hard and cold—I think it brave and grand;When men of diverse sects and creedsAre clasping ...
Say not the age is hard and cold--I think it brave and grand;When men of diverse sects and creedsAre clasping ...
IEngland, I stand on thy imperial ground,Not all a stranger; as thy bugles blow,I feel within my blood old battles ...
All of us mindful, or so should we be charitable and gracious more in what we share than the things ...
Ishmael, oh Ishmael set down the rock Isaac, oh Isaac drop your sword. For as you do, so do your ...
Are they clinging to their crosses, F. E. Smith, Where the Breton boat-fleet tosses, Are they, Smith? Do they, fasting, ...
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