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• Wendell Phillips

  People’s attorney, servant of the Right!
  Pleader for all shades of the solar ray,
  Complexions dusky, yellow, red, or white; …

  Amos Bronson Alcott

• Garrison

  Freedom’s first champion in our fettered land!
  Nor politician nor base citizen
  Could gibbet thee, nor silence, nor withstand. …

  Amos Bronson Alcott

• The Eclipse of Faith

  The shapes that frowned before the eyes
  Of the early world have fled,
  And all the life of earth and skies, …

  Theodore Dwight Woolsey

• The Baron's Last Banquet

  O’er a low couch the setting sun had thrown its latest ray,
  Where in his last strong agony a dying warrior lay,
  The stern old Baron Rudiger, whose frame had ne’er been bent …

  Albert Gorton Greene

• A Health

  I fill this cup to one made up
  Of loveliness alone,
  A woman, of her gentle sex …

  Edward Coate Pinkney

• A Serenade

  Look out upon the stars, my love,
  And shame them with thine eyes,
  On which, than on the lights above, …

  Edward Coate Pinkney

• Votive Song

  I burn no incense, hang no wreath,
  On this thine early tomb:
  Such cannot cheer the place of death, …

  Edward Coate Pinkney

• Woodman, Spare That Tree!

  Woodman, spare that tree!
  Touch not a single bough!
  In youth it sheltered me, …

  George Pope Morris

• We Were Boys Together

  We were boys together,
  And never can forget
  The school-house near the heather, …

  George Pope Morris

• Near the Lake

  Near the lake where drooped the willow,
  Long time ago!
  Where the rock threw back the billow, …

  George Pope Morris

• My Mother's Bible

  This book is all that ’s left me now!
  Tears will unbidden start,—
  With faltering lip and throbbing brow …

  George Pope Morris

• Where Hudson's Wave

  Where hudson’s wave o’er silvery sands
  Winds through the hills afar,
  Old Cronest like a monarch stands, …

  George Pope Morris

• Jeannie Marsh

  Jeannie marsh of Cherry Valley
  At whose call the muses rally;
  Of all the nine none so divine …

  George Pope Morris

• Memories

  Once more, once more, my Mary dear,
  I sit by that lone stream,
  Where first within thy timid ear …

  George Denison Prentice

• Home, Sweet Home!

  Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
  Be it ever so humble, there ’s no place like home;
  A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there, …

  John Howard Payne

• Exhortation to Prayer

  Not on a prayerless bed, not on a prayerless bed
  Compose thy weary limbs to rest;
  For they alone are blest …

  Margaret Mercer

• Forgiveness of Sins a Joy unknown to Angels

  Trembling before thine awful throne,
  O Lord! in dust my sins I own:
  Justice and Mercy for my life …

  Augustus Lucas Hillhouse

• The Crossed Swords

  swords crossed,—but not in strife!
  The chiefs who drew them, parted by the space
  Of two proud countries’ quarrel, face to face …

  Nathaniel Langdon Frothingham

• Lake Superior

  “father of lakes!” thy waters bend
  Beyond the eagle’s utmost view,
  When, throned in heaven, he sees thee send …

  Samuel Griswold Goodrich

• The Hour of Peaceful Rest

  There is an hour of peaceful rest
  To mourning wanderers given;
  There is a joy for souls distrest, …

  William Bingham Tappan

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