A Broken Loaf (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On the altar of His table as the pastor held up His cup Two halves of the broken loaf the ...
On the altar of His table as the pastor held up His cup Two halves of the broken loaf the ...
in the dimly lit Sanctuary, the Chancel ready for the Choir's rehearsal aglow and adorned pausing to notice the manger, ...
They ran/walked purposely, eagerly from the chancel into the sanctuary, out between the pews, by the rows of smiling adults, ...
Come, Phyllis, I've a cask of wine That fairly reeks with precious juices, And in your tresses you shall twine ...
HEAR, ye ladies that despise What the mighty Love has done; Fear examples and be wise: Fair Callisto was a ...
NO city I to Rheims would e'er prefer: Of France the pride and honour I aver; The Holy Ampoule and ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
I serve you not, if you I follow, Shadow-like, o'er hill and hollow, And bend my fancy to your leading, ...
RORATE coeli desuper! Hevins, distil your balmy schouris! For now is risen the bricht day-ster, Fro the rose Mary, flour ...
Calm, sad, secure; behind high convent walls, These watch the sacred lamp, these watch and pray: And it is one ...
We read of kings and gods that kindly took A pitcher fill'd with water from the brook ; But I ...
O God of earth and altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and ...
Two went to pray? O rather say One went to brag, th' other to pray: One stands up close and ...
When Scotland's great Regent, our warrior most dear, The debt of his nature did pay, T' was Edward, the cruel, ...
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
The door it opened slowly, my father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall ...
It may indeed be fantasy when I Essay to draw from all created things Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely ...
There was a great cathedral. To solemn songs, A white procession Moved toward the altar. The chief man there Was ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Isn't she lovely, "the Mistress"? With her wide-apart grey-green eyes, The droop of her lips and, when she smiles, Her ...
Here among long-discarded cassocks, Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks, Here where the vicar never looks I nibble through old ...
The bells of waiting Advent ring, The Tortoise stove is lit again And lamp-oil light across the night Has caught ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
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