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George Herbert Walker Bush

George Herbert Walker BushBorn: 6/12/1924Birthplace: Milton, Mass. George Herbert Walker Bush was born June 12, 1924, in Milton, Mass., to Prescott and Dorothy Bush. The family later moved to…

George Washington's Farewell Address

Given on Saturday, September 17, 1796 The period for a new election of a citizen to administer the executive government of the United States being not far distant, and the time actually…

George Sterling: The Ashes in the Sea

The Ashes in the SeaN. M. F.George SterlingWhither, with blue and pleading eyes, — Whither, with cheeks that held the light Of winter's dawn in cloudless skies, Evadne, was thy flight?Such…

George Sterling: The Black Vulture

The Black VultureGeorge SterlingAloof upon the day's immeasured dome, He holds unshared the silence of the sky. Far down his bleak, relentless eyes descry The eagle's empire and the…

George Sterling: Spring in Carmel

Spring in CarmelGeorge SterlingO'er Carmel fields in the springtime the sea-gulls follow the plow. White, white wings on the blue above! White were your brow and breast, O Love! But I…

George Edward Woodberry: Comrades

ComradesGeorge Edward WoodberryWhere are the friends that I knew in my Maying, In the days of my youth, in the first of my roaming? We were dear; we were leal; O, far we went straying; Now…

George Sterling: The Dust Dethroned

The Dust DethronedGeorge SterlingSargon is dust, Semiramis a clod! In crypts profaned the moon at midnight peers; The owl upon the Sphinx hoots in her ears, And scant and sear the desert…

George Cabot Lodge: Exordium

ExordiumGeorge Cabot LodgeSpeak! said my soul, be stern and adequate; The sunset falls from Heaven, the year is late, Love waits with fallen tresses at thy gate And mourns for perished…

George Edward Woodberry: The Secret

The SecretGeorge Edward WoodberryNightingales warble about it, All night under blossom and star; The wild swan is dying without it, And the eagle crieth afar; The sun he doth mount but to…

George Sylvester Viereck: Wanderers

WanderersGeorge Sylvester ViereckSweet is the highroad when the skylarks call, When we and Love go rambling through the land. But shall we still walk gayly, hand in hand, At the road's…