War is Kind, by Stephen Crane
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.
Becaus...
Eagle Poems
Atlantis, by Amanda Theodocia Jones
PRELUDE I If earth's lost youth thou ha...
Corsica, by Anna Letitia Barbauld
Hail, generous Corsica! Unconquered isle!
The...
The Invitation, by Anna Letitia Barbauld
HEALTH to my friend, and long unbroken years, ...
Grand Canyon, by August Wilhelm Wern
A wondrous sight that greets our eye
Beyond mo...
Presidio de San Francisco, 1800, by Bret Harte
I Looking seaward, o'er the sand-hills stands...
Freedom, by C. B. Langston
Whene'er my spirit would upward rise,
Its mor...
Homeward Bound, by C. B. Langston
Oh, to behold my native land once more!
To cl...
Spirits in Prison, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene
Hedge a lion in his lair,
Bind him fast with ...
To the Mountain Eagle, by Dugald Moore
Dark monarch of the cloudy sky!
Proud and comp...
The Mississippi, by Edna Dean Proctor
Down the silent Mississippi, with his saintly ...
The Eagles, by Edward Robeson Taylor
On a lone crag, where Storm's wild children ne...
In the Petrified Forest, Arizona, by Edward Robeson Taylor
All round us here, in myriad number strown,
...
Rome, by Edward Robeson Taylor
A strange-eyed Eagle fiercely tore its way
Fro...
With the Eagle, by Edward Robeson Taylor
His eye
Sweeps all the sky,
As hard he grips...
The Eagle, by Edwin Curran
The dome of heaven is thy house
Bird of the mi...
A Fable, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl,
A Hawk, a...
The Grand Canyon of the Colorado, by Fred Emerson Brooks
Midway to heaven I stand between two skies:
T...
Old Eagle, by Fred Emerson Brooks
Fear not, grand eagle,
The bay of the beagle...
Atlantis: Part II, by Frederick Tennyson
I "One day we wander'd to the western side
O'...
Niagara, by George Houghton
Idol I found thee, unfeeling, challenging man...
To My Wife, by Gerald Massey
Like those Ambassadors of old, that went
To t...
The Aurora Borealis, by Hannah Flagg Gould
The north! The north! From out the north
What ...
At the Golden Gate, by Henry Morford
Years, years of waiting, while in shapes terr...
The Day is Done, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from ...