Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минSonnet 37. To John Greenleaf WhittierUNBIDDEN to the feast where friends have brought,To greet thy seventy years, their wreaths of rhyme, —For that thy form erect such weight of timeShould bear, was never present to my thought, —…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минSonnet 41. George RipleyWARM, generous and young in heart and brain,A wise, ripe scholar of the antique mould,Had he but chosen he might have enrolledHis name among philosophers who gain…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минSonnet 13. The LocomotiveWHIRLING along its living freight, it came,Hot, panting, fierce, yet docile to command--The roaring monster, blazing through the landAthwart the night, with crest of smoke and flame;…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry3 минPrince Yousuf and the AlcaydeA Moorish BalladIN Grenada reigned Mohammed,Sixth who bore the name was he;But the rightful king, Prince Yousuf,Pined in long captivity:…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry3 минA Night-PictureA GROAN from a dim-lit upper room —A stealthy step on the stairs in the gloom —A hurried glance to left, to rightIn the court below — then out in the night…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минAfter the Centennial(A Hope)BEFORE our eyes a pageant rolledWhose banners every land unfurled;And as it passed, its splendors toldThe art and glory of the world.…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минSonnet 43. LondonBLACK in the midnight lies the City vast.Its dim horizon from my window highI see shut in beneath a misty skyRed with the light a million lamp-fires cast…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минSonnet 39. Bayard TaylorCAN one so strong in hope, so rich in bloomThat promised fruit of nobler worth than allHe yet had given, drop thus with sudden fall?The busy brain no more its work resume?…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минSonnet 8. You were not born to hide such gifts as yoursYou were not born to hide such gifts as yours'Neath dreary law-books, nor amid the dustAnd dry routine of desks to sit and rustWhere clerks plod through their tasks on office-floors.…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry2 минBroken WingsGRAY-HEADED POETS, whom the full years blessWith life and health and chance still multipliedTo hold your forward course — fame and successClose at your side;…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минSonnet 18. The FiresideWITH what a live intelligence the flameGlows and leaps up in spires of flickering red,And turns the coal just now so dull and deadTo a companion — not like those who came…Читать далее
Christopher Pearse Cranchpoetry1 минSonnet 4. FRIEND, dear as Memory's joys! of life that 's pastFRIEND, dear as Memory's joys! of life that 's pastA part, and part of better life to come,If life to come there be, in some dear homeBeyond the rigid clouds that overcast…Читать далее