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The Pilgrim Fathers

The pilgrim FATHERS,—where are they?
The waves that brought them o’er
Still roll in the bay, and throw their spray …

John Pierpont
My Child

i cannot make him dead!
His fair sunshiny head
Is ever bounding round my study-chair; …

John Pierpont
Marco Bozzaris

At midnight, in his guarded tent,
The Turk was dreaming of the hour
When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, …

Fitz-Greene Halleck
On the Death of Joseph Rodman Drake

Green be the turf above thee,
Friend of my better days!
None knew thee but to love thee, …

Fitz-Greene Halleck
Alnwick Castle

Home of the Percys’ high-born race,
Home of their beautiful and brave,
Alike their birth and burial-place, …

Fitz-Greene Halleck
Burns

Wild rose of Alloway! my thanks;
Thou ’mindst me of that autumn noon
When first we met upon “the banks …

Fitz-Greene Halleck
Red Jacket

Cooper, whose name is with his country’s woven,
First in her files, her PIONEER of mind—
A wanderer now in other climes, has proven …

Fitz-Greene Halleck
From "The Culprit Fay"

The fay’s SENTENCE
THE MONARCH sat on his judgment-seat
On his brow the crown imperial shone, …

Joseph Rodman Drake
The American Flag

When freedom from her mountain height
Unfurled her standard to the air,
She tore the azure robe of night, …

Joseph Rodman Drake
The National Paintings

Awake, ye forms of verse divine!
Painting! descend on canvas wing,—
And hover o’er my head, Design! …

Joseph Rodman Drake
The Man Who Frets at Worldly Strife

The man who frets at worldly strife
Grows sallow, sour, and thin;
Give us the lad whose happy life …

Joseph Rodman Drake
Ode to Fortune

Fair lady with the bandaged eye!
I ’ll pardon all thy scurvy tricks,
So thou wilt cut me, and deny …

Halleck and Drake
The Indian's Welcome to the Pilgrim Fathers

Above them spread a stranger sky;
Around, the sterile plain;
The rock-bound coast rose frowning nigh; …

Lydia Huntley Sigourney
The Return of Napoleon from St - Helena by Lydia Huntley Sigourney

Ho! city of the gay!
Paris! what festal rite
Doth call thy thronging million forth, …
From "Curiosity"

The news
the NEWS! our morning, noon, evening cry,
Day unto day repeats it till we die. …

Charles Sprague
The Winged Worshippers

gay, guiltless pair,
What seek ye from the fields of heaven?
Ye have no need of prayer, …

Charles Sprague
The Brothers

We are but two—the others sleep
Through death’s untroubled night;
We are but two—O, let us keep …

Charles Sprague
Men of the North

Men of the North, look up!
There ’s a tumult in your sky;
A troubled glory surging out, …

John Neal
Music of the Night

There are harps that complain to the presence of night,
To the presence of night alone—
In a near and unchangeable tone— …

John Neal
Thanatopsis

To him who in the love of Nature holds
Communion with her visible forms, she speaks
A various language; for his gayer hours …

William Cullen Bryant