DOVERTHRIFT EDITIONS
POETRY
THE CONGO AND OTHER POEMS, Vachel Lindsay. 96pp. 27272-9
EVANGELINE AND OTHER POEMS, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 64pp. 28255-4
FAVORITE POEMS, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 96pp. 27273-7
TO HIS COY MISTRESS AND OTHER POEMS, Andrew Marvell, 64pp. 29544-3
SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY, Edgar Lee Masters. 144pp. 27275-3
SELECTED POEMS, Claude McKay. 80pp. 40876-0
RENASCENCE AND OTHER POEMS, Edna St. Vincent Millay 64pp. (Not available in Europe or the United Kingdom) 26873-X
FIRST FIG AND OTHER POEMS, Edna St. Vincent Millay. 80pp, (Not available in Europe or the United Kingdom) 41104-4
SELECTED POEMS, John Milton. 128pp. 27554-X
CIVIL WAR POETRY: An Anthology, Paul Negri (ed.). 128pp. 29883-3
ENGLISH VICTORIAN POETRY: AN ANTHOLOGY, Paul Negri (ed.). 256pp. 40425-0
GREAT SONNETS, Paul Negri (ed.). 96pp. 28052-7
THE RAVEN AND OTHER FAVORITE POEMS, Edgar Allan Poe. 64pp. 26685.0
ESSAY ON MAN AND OTHER POEMS, Alexander Pope. 128pp. 28053-5
GOBLIN MARKET AND OTHER POEMS, Christina Rossetti. 64pp. 28055-1
CHICAGO POEMS, Carl Sandburg. 80pp. 28057.8
CORNHUSKERS, Carl Sandburg. 157pp. 41409-4
THE SHOOTING OF DAN McGREW AND OTHER POEMS, Robert Service. 96pp. (Available in U.S. only.) 27556-6
COMPLETE SONNETS, William Shakespeare. 80pp. 26686-9
SELECTED POEMS, Percy Bysshe Shelley. 128pp. 27558-2
AFRICAN-AMERICAN POETRY: An Anthology, 1773-1930, Joan R. Sherman (ed.). 96pp. 29604-0
NATIVE AMERICAN SONGS AND POEMS: An Anthology, Brian Swann (ed.). 64pp. 29450-1
SELECTED POEMS, Alfred Lord Tennyson. 112pp. 27282-6
AENEID, Vergil (Publius Vergilius Maro). 256pp. 28749-1
GREAT LOVE POEMS, Shane Weller (ed.). 128pp. 27284-2
CIVIL WAR POETRY AND PROSE, Walt Whitman. 96pp. 28507-3
SELECTED POEMS, Walt Whitman. 128pp. 26878-0
THE BALLAD OF READING GAOL AND OTHER POEMS, Oscar Wilde. 64pp. 27072-6
EARLY POEMS, William Carlos Williams. 64pp. (Available in U.S. only.) 29294-0
FAVORITE POEMS, William Wordsworth. 80pp. 27073-4
EARLY POEMS, William Butler Yeats. 128pp. 27808-5
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JULIA WARD HOWE (18191910). Poet, abolitionist, feminist. Her most famous poem, Battle Hymn of the Republic, was first published in February, 1862. In April of that year it appeared set to music with the addition of the Glory Hallelujah chorus, which was not part of the poem as originally published.
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps:
I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps.
His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel:
As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment-seat:
Oh! be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Pardon
John Wilkes Booth
Pains the sharp sentence the heart in whose wrath it was uttered,
Now thou art cold;
Vengeance, the headlong, and Justice, with purpose close muttered,
Loosen their hold.
Death brings atonement; he did that whereof ye accuse him
Murder accurst ;
But from that crisis of crime in which Satan did lose him,
Suffered the worst.
Harshly the red dawn arose on a deed of his doing,
Never to mend;
But harsher days he wore out in the bitter pursuing
And the wild end.
So lift the pale flag of truce, wrap those mysteries round him,
In whose avail
Madness that moved, and the swift retribution that found him,
Falter and fail.
So the soft purples that quiet the heavens with mourning,
Willing to fall,
Lend him one fold, his illustrious victim adorning
With wider pall.
Back to the cross, where the Saviour uplifted in dying
Bade all souls live,
Turns the reft bosom of Nature, his mother, low sighing,
Greatest, forgive!
Robert E. Lee
A gallant foeman in the fight,
A brother when the fight was oer,
The hand that led the host with might
The blessed torch of learning bore.
Thought may the minds of men divide,
Love makes the heart of nations one,
And so, thy soldier grave beside,
We honor thee, Virginias son.
HENRY TIMROD (18291867). Major lyric poet of the pre-War South. Called the Poet Laureate of the Confederacy, he served briefly in the Confederate army in 1862, but was discharged due to ill health.
Ethnogenesis
Written during the meeting of the first Southern Congress, at Montgomery, February, 1861.
I.
Hath not the morning dawned with added light?
And will not evening call another star
Out of the infinite regions of the night,
To mark this day in Heaven? At last, we are
A nation among nations; and the world
Shall soon behold in many a distant port
Another Flag unfurled!
Now, come what may, whose favor need we court?
And, under God, whose thunder need we fear?
Thank Him who placed us here
Beneath so kind a skythe very sun
Takes part with us; and on our errands run
All breezes of the ocean; dew and rain
Do noiseless battle for us; and the Year,
And all the gentle daughters in her train,
March in our ranks, and in our service wield
Long spears of golden grain!
A yellow blossom as her fairy shield,
June flings her azure banner to the wind,
While in the order of their birth
Her sisters pass, and many an ample field
Grows white beneath their steps, till now, behold
Its endless sheets unfold
THE SNOW OF SOUTHERN SUMMERS! Let the earth
Rejoice! beneath those fleeces soft and warm
Our happy land shall sleep
In a repose as deep
As if we lay intrenched behind
Whole leagues of Russian ice and Arctic storm!
II.
And what if, mad with wrongs themselves have wrought,
In their own treachery caught,
By their own fears made bold,
And leagued with him of old,
Who long since in the limits of the North
Set up his evil throne, and warred with God
What if, both mad and blinded in their rage,
Our foes should fling us down their mortal gage,
And with a hostile step profane our sod!