Poems by John Howard Bryant

Bryant, John Howard (1807-1902)

TO THE READER.

POEMS.

MY NATIVE VILLAGE.

THE TRAVELLER'S RETURN.

THE BLIND RESTORED TO SIGHT.

THE MOUNTAIN GRAVE-YARD.

SONNET.

THE WANDERER'S LAMENT.

THE NEW ENGLAND PILGRIM'S FUNERAL.

SONNET.

LAMENT OF THE CORSAIR'S WIFE.

SONNET TO ---

SONG OF THE CHAMOIS HUNTERS.

ON LEAVING THE PLACE OF MY NATIVITY.

LINES ON FINDING A FOUNTAIN IN A SECLUDED PART OF A FOREST.

BORDER COURTSHIP—A REMINISCENCE.

JOHN SMITH'S EPISTLE TO KATE.

A SUMMER MORNING SCENE.

WRITTEN AT CUMMINGTON, 1870.

LINES WRITTEN ON VISITING MY BIRTHPLACE, MAY 1866.

THE HILLS OF PARADISE.

HYMN.

DEATH OF LINCOLN.

DROUGHT.

WRITTEN AT NASSAU, N. P., FEBRUARY, 1872.

AUTUMN.

THREE SONNETS.

[I. I walk bewildered in the shadows here]

[II. 'Twas thus my friend, in earnest accents said]

[III. Friends weep around, believing she is dead]

AUTUMNAL EVENINGS.

LINES WITHOUT NAME.

TO H.—1831.

UPWARD, ONWARD.

POEMS WRITTEN FOR SPECIAL OCCASIONS.

WELCOME TO THE RETURNED VETERANS. 1863.

WELCOME TO THE RETURN SOLDIERS, 1865.

LINES READ AT A GOLDEN WEDDING, SEPTEMBER 21, 1863.

LINES READ AT A GOLDEN WEDDING, FEBRUARY 24, 1862.

LINES READ AT A GOLDEN WEDDING, JUNE 6, 1872.

LINES READ AT THE OLD SETTLERS' MEETING.—1864.

LINES READ BEFORE THE PRINCETON, (BUREAU COUNTY,) WASHINGTONIAN SOCIETY.

IN MEMORIAM.

ON THE DEATH OF MRS. M.

FAREWELL HYMN,

INSTALLATION HYMN.

ON THE DEATH OF ICHABOD CODDING.

HYMN SUNG AT THE DEDICATION OF THE HIGH SCHOOL BUILDING

HYMN,

DEDICATION HYMN.

HYMN, WRITTEN FOR THE CUMMINGTON CENTENNIAL.

POEM FOR DECEMBER 22D.

POEM READ AT THE CUMMINGTON CENTENNIAL CELEBRATION, JUNE, 26th, 1879.

LINES WRITTEN FOR DECORATION DAY, MAY 30TH, 1879.

AT THE TOMB OF LINCOLN.

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UPWARD, ONWARD.

Upward, Onward are our watchwords,
Though the winds blow good or ill;
Though the skies be calm or stormy,
These shall be our watchwords still.

Upward, Onward in the battle.
Waged for freedom and the right;
Never resting, never weary,
Till a victory crowns the fight

Waking every morn to duty,
Ere the daylight fades away;
Let some deed for human progress,
Crown the labors of the day.

Upward, Onward, pressing forward,
'Till monoplies shall fall;
'Till the flag that floats above us
Equal rights proclaims to all.

Lo! a better day is dawning,
Brighter prospects ope before;
Spread your banner to the breezes,
Upward, Onward, evermore.

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UPWARD, ONWARD.