Cain’s Song (Ethel Clifford Poems)
Lo, I am matched with Jehovah. Life of his giving Have I destroyed and made vain. Cold and apart,Abel lies ...
Lo, I am matched with Jehovah. Life of his giving Have I destroyed and made vain. Cold and apart,Abel lies ...
Strange that the city thoroughfare, Noisy and bustling all the day,Should with the night renounce its care, And lend itself ...
History has to live with what was here, clutching and close to fumbling all we had-- it is so dull ...
Cain and Abel were brothers born. (Koop-la! Come along, cows!) One raised cattle and one raised corn. (Koop-la! Come along! ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
From before Christ's time maybe back to Cain and Abel wanting to have maybe even the garden the fall itself ...
Like the blood of Abel crying out from the earth his sweat like blood falling heavy to the ground His ...
His sweat, his anguish his prayers in Gethsemane the ground, as if watered with blood like the ground crying out ...
Teaching a lesson, the same lesson throughout the bible, his holy word that the strong are not better, the rich, ...
As old as the first pair, the first brothers, a question, "Am I my brother's keeper?" A test of our ...
Reaping the Whirlwind, the story of man from the fall of Adam, the revolt in Cain and Abel, the bickering ...
Strange that the city thoroughfare, Noisy and bustling all the day, Should with the night renounce its care, And lend ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
HEAR, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;- If there's a hole in a' your coats, ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
Adam, a brown old vulture in the rain, Shivered below his wind-whipped olive-trees; Huddling sharp chin on scarred and scraggy ...
Central Park: Water Fight, Flight, and Tears June 1 2001, N.Y. C., U.S.A. (1) From the five boroughs of N.Y.C., ...
The old man had his box and wheel For grinding knives and shears. No doubt his bell in village streets ...
If you fear losing somebody you love like rejection would be no surprise even if they never said it out ...
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