George Pope Morris Poems

'A song for our banner?'--The watchword recall
Which gave the Republic her station:
'United we stand--divided we fall!'--
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We were boys together,
And never can forget
The school-house near the heather,
In childhood where we met;
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Once in a time old Johnny Bull
Flew in a raging fury,
And swore that Jonathan should have
No trials, sir, by jury;
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I'm much too young to marry,
For I am only seventeen;
Why think I, then, of Harry?
What can it mean--what can it mean?
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Gushing from this living fountain,
Music pours a falling strain,
As the goddess of the mountain
Comes with all her sparkling train.
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The star of love now shines above,
Cool zephyrs crisp the sea;
Among the leaves the wind-harp weaves
Its serenade for thee.
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From Cypress and from laurel boughs
Are twined, in sorrow and in pride,
The leaves that deck the mouldering brows
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Victorious the hero returns from the wars,
His brow bound with la ...
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'Twas in the flush of summer-time,
Some twenty years or more,
When Ernest lost his way, and crossed
The threshold of our door.
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Thank God for pleasant weather!
Chant it, merry rills!
And clap your hands together,
Ye exulting hills!
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