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The Ballad of St. Barbara
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
(St Barbara is the patron saint of gunners, and those in danger of sudden death.) When the long grey lines came flooding upon Paris in the plain, ...Rate it:

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The Bishop of Rum-Ti-Foo Again
William Schwenck Gilbert
I often wonder whether you Think sometimes of that Bishop, who From black but balmy Rum-ti-Foo Last summer twelvemonth came. Unto your mind I p'r'a...Rate it:

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The Charge At Port Hudson
Anonymous Americas
'Niggers won't fight' ah ha! 'Niggers won't fight' ah ha! 'They are no good for war, One in a hundred.' Let Mississippi's shore, Flooded with negro...Rate it:

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The Departure of Summer
Thomas Hood
Summer is gone on swallows' wings, And Earth has buried all her flowers: No more the lark,—the linnet—sings, But Silence sits in faded bowers. ...Rate it:

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The Glance
Francis Beaumont
Cold Virtue guard me, or I shall endure From the next glance a double calenture Of fire and lust! Two flames, two Semeles, Dwell in those eyes, who...Rate it:

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The Haschish
John Greenleaf Whittier
Of all that Orient lands can vaunt Of marvels with our own competing, The strangest is the Haschish plant, And what will follow on its eating. What...Rate it:

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The Hesitating Veteran
Ambrose Bierce
When I was young and full of faith And other fads that youngsters cherish A cry rose as of one that saith With emphasis: 'Help or I perish!' 'Twas ...Rate it:

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The Malay—took the Pearl
Emily Dickinson
The Malay—took the Pearl— Not—I—the Earl— I—feared the Sea—too much Unsanctified—to touch— Praying that I might be Worthy—the Destiny— The Swarthy...Rate it:

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The Martyr of Alabama
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
"Tim Thompson, a little negro boy, was asked to dance for the amusement of some white toughs. He refused, saying he was a church member. One of the...Rate it:

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The Mary (A Sea-Side Sketch)
Thomas Hood
Lov'st thou not, Alice, with the early tide To see the hardy Fisher hoist his mast, And stretch his sail towards the ocean wide,— Like God's own...Rate it:

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The Peace Autumn
John Greenleaf Whittier
THANK God for rest, where none molest, And none can make afraid; For Peace that sits as Plenty's guest Beneath the homestead shade! Bring pike and ...Rate it:

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The Present Age
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Say not the age is hard and cold- I think it brave and grand; When men of diverse sects and creeds Are clasping hand in hand. The Parsee from his ...Rate it:

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The Santa-Fe Trail (A Humoresque)
Vachel Lindsay
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't it another name, lark, or thrush, or...Rate it:

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The Slave Dealer
Thomas Pringle
From ocean's wave a Wanderer came, With visage tanned and dun: His Mother, when he told his name, Scarce knew her long-lost son; So altered was his...Rate it:

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The Slave In The Dismal Swamp
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In dark fens of the Dismal Swamp The hunted Negro lay; He saw the fire of the midnight camp, And heard at times a horse's tramp And a bloodhound's ...Rate it:

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The Slave Singing At Midnight
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Loud he sang the psalm of David! He, a Negro and enslaved, Sang of Israel's victory, Sang of Zion, bright and free. In that hour, when night is ca...Rate it:

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The Squatter's Baccy Famine
James Brunton Stephens
In blackest gloom he cursed his lot; His breath was one long weary sigh; His brows were gathered in a knot That only baccy could untie. His oldest ...Rate it:

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Then and Now
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
"Build me a nation," said the Lord. The distant nations heard the word, Build me a nation true and strong, Bar out the old world's hate and wron...Rate it:

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There Was A Child Went Forth
Walt Whitman
THERE was a child went forth every day; And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became; And that object became part of him fo...Rate it:

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To Horror
Robert Southey
Dark HORROR, hear my call! Stern Genius hear from thy retreat On some old sepulchre's moss-cankered seat, Beneath the Abbey's ivied wall That tr...Rate it:

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To The Thirty-Ninth Congress
John Greenleaf Whittier
O PEOPLE-CHOSEN! are ye not Likewise the chosen of the Lord, To do His will and speak His word? From the loud thunder-storm of war Not man alone ha...Rate it:

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Told By
James Whitcomb Riley
Coming, clean from the Maryland-end Of this great National Road of ours, Through your vast West; with the time to spend, Stopping for days in the m...Rate it:

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Toussaint L’Ouverture
John Greenleaf Whittier
'T WAS night. The tranquil moonlight smile With which Heaven dreams of Earth, shed down Its beauty on the Indian isle, — On broad green field and w...Rate it:

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Vejeces
Jose Asuncion Silva
Las cosas viejas, tristes, desteñidas, Sin voz y sin color, saben secretos De las épocas muertas, de las vidas Que ya nadie conserva en la memoria,...Rate it:

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