#Americans #XIXCentury
APRIL 27,1861 EIGHTY years have passed, and m… Since under the brave old tree Our fathers gathered in arms, and… They would follow the sign their b…
THE dirge is played, the throbbin… The sad-voiced requiem sung; On each white urn where memory dwe… The wreath of rustling immortelles Our loving hands have hung,
TO J. F. CLARKE WHO is the shepherd sent to lead, Through pastures green, the Maste… What guileless 'Israelite indeed’ The folded flock may watch and kee…
THIRTY-SIXTH VARIATION THIS shred of song you bid me br… Is snatched from fancy’s embers; Ah, when the lips forget to sing, The faithful heart remembers!
'OUR FIRST CITIZEN’ WINTER’S cold drift lies gliste… For him no spring shall bid the le… What Love could speak, by sudden… What swiftly summoned Memory tell…
A PROLOGUE? Well, of course t… I have my doubts. No matter,—here… What is a Prologue? Let our Tuto… Pro means beforehand; logos stands… 'T is like the harper’s prelude on…
AND can it be you’ve found a plac… Within this consecrated space, That makes so fine a show, For one of Rip Van Winkle’s race… And is it really so?
HAVE I deserved your kindness?… While the fair banquet its illusio… Let me believe it, though the bloo… And to my cheek recall the maiden… That o’er it flamed with momentary…
Day hath put on his jacket, and ar… His burning bosom buttoned it with… Here will I lay me on the velvet… That is like padding to earth’s me… And hold communion with the things…
There are three ways in which men… One’s money from his purse, And very hard it is to tell Which of the three is worse; But all of them are bad enough
LOOK out! Look out, boys! Clear… The witches are here! They’ve all… They hanged them high,—No use! No… What cares a witch for a hangman’s… They buried them deep, but they wo…
January 14, 1880 CHICAGO sounds rough to the mak… One comfort we have—Cincinnati so… If we only were licensed to say C… But Worcester and Webster won’t l…
YES, write, if you want to, there… Who knows what a treasure your cas… I’ll show you that rhyming’s as ea… If you’ll listen to me while the a… Here’s a book full of words; one c…
AN APPEAL LISTEN, young heroes! your coun… Time strikes the hour for the brav… Now, while the foremost are fighti… Fill up the ranks that have opened…
Not premeditated THE clock has struck noon; ere it… We shall meet round the table that… And I shall blush deeper with sha… That I came to the banquet and br…