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John White Chadwick

I lived from 1840-1904. I was from the USA, and am in the Americas category.

My poetry

  • The Making Of Man
    As the insect from the rock
    Takes the color of its wing;
    20 lines, 2 comments
  • The Rise Of Man
    Thou for whose birth the whole creation yearned
    Through countless ages of the morning world,
    14 lines
  • Starlight
    "Look up," she said; and all the heavens blazed
    With countless myriads of quiet stars,
    14 lines
  • A Wedding-Song
    I said: "My heart, now let us sing a song
    For a fair lady on her wedding-day;
    18 lines
  • Recognition
    When souls that have put off their mortal gear
    Stand in the pure, sweet light of heaven's day,
    14 lines
  • The Two Waitings
    Dear hearts, you were waiting a year ago
      For the glory to be revealed;
    48 lines
  • The Golden-Robin’s Nest
    THE GOLDEN-ROBIN came to build his nest
    High in the elm-tree’s ever-nodding crest;
    43 lines
  • His Mother’s Joy
    LITTLE, I ween, did Mary guess,
      As on her arm her baby lay,
    18 lines
  • Starlight
    “LOOK up,” she said; and all the heavens blazed
    With countless myriads of quiet stars,
    13 lines

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