Washington Allston Poems
- The French Revolution The Earth has had her visitation. Like ...
- On The Late S. T. Coleridge And thou art gone, most loved, ...
- First Love Ah me! how hard the task to bear The weight of ...
- Eccentricity Alas, my friend! what hope have I of fame, Who ...
- Boyhood Ah, then how sweetly closed those crowded days! The...
- Art O Art, high gift of Heaven! how oft defamed When ...
- And Now In Accents Deep And Lo... And now, in accents deep and ...
Washington Allston (November 5, 1779 – July 9, 1843) was an American poet and influential painter, born in Waccamaw Parish, South Carolina. Allston pioneered America's Romantic movement of landscape painting. He was well known during his lifetime for his experiments with dramatic subject matter and his bold use of light and atmospheric color.
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The French Revolution
The Earth has had her visitation. Like to this
She hath not known, save when the mounting waters
Made of her orb one universal ocean.
For now the Tree that grew in Paradise,
The deadly Tree that first gave Evil motion,
And sent its poison through Earth's sons and daughters,
Had struck again its root in every land;
And now its fruit was ripe,-about to fall,-
And now a mighty Kingdom raised the hand,
To pluck and eat. Then from his throne stepped forth
The King of Hell, and stood upon the Earth:
But not, as once, upon the Earth to crawl.