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The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 1. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier) 2 0 Browse Search
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The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 1. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Narrative and legendary poems (search)
ed the noble deed beside. God give us grace to live as Bradley died! 1873. The witch of Wenham. The house is still standing in Danvers, Mass., where, it is said, a suspected witch was confined overnight in the attic, which was bolted fast. In the morning when the constable came to take her to Salem for trial she was missing, although the door was still bolted. Her escape was doubtless aided by her friends, but at the time it was attributed to Satanic interference. I along Crane River's sunny slopes Blew warm the winds of May, And over Naumkeag's ancient oaks The green outgrew the gray. The grass was green on Rial-side, The early birds at will Waked up the violet in its dell, The wind-flower on its hill. “Where go you, in your Sunday coat, Son Andrew, tell me, pray.” “For striped perch in Wenham Lake I go to fish to-day.” “Unharmed of thee in Wenham Lake The mottled perch shall be: A blue-eyed witch sits on the bank And weaves her net for thee. She weaves h
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 4. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Index of first lines (search)
115. After your pleasant morning travel, IV. 411. Against the sunset's glowing wall, II. 217. Against the wooded hills it stands, i. 413. A gold fringe on the purpling hem, II. 73. All day the darkness and the cold, II. 21. All grim and soiled and brown with tan, III. 314. All hail! the bells of Christmas rang, II. 331. All night above their rocky bed, III. 187. All ready? cried the captain, III. 20. All things are Thine: no gift have we, IV. 200. Along Crane River's sunny slopes, i. 360. Along the aisle where prayer was made, II. 289. Along the roadside, like the flowers of gold, i. 260. Amidst these glorious works of Thine, IV. 186. Amidst Thuringia's wooded hills she dwelt, i. 409. Amidst thy sacred effigies, III. 266. Among their graven shapes to whom, IV. 136. Among the legends sung or said, i. 398. Among the thousands who with hail and cheer, IV. 315. A moony breadth of virgin face, III. 15s3. And have they spurne