The Whiners (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
I don't mind the man with a red blooded kickAt a real or a fancied wrong;I can stand for the ...
I don't mind the man with a red blooded kickAt a real or a fancied wrong;I can stand for the ...
Now leafy winds are blowing cold,And South by West the sun goes down,A quiet huddles up the foldIn sheltered corners ...
Fallen from thy parent bough, Poor wither'd leaf, where goest thou? From the mountain to the vale, ...
IN that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd, For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd; Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
If only we could follow the admonition in the letter is we could remember Christ's sacrifice that we would not ...
Was it 12(g) that governed My studies tonight Use all my tools now, Spread before me, Or lose them later ...
All day long they come and go-- Pittypat and Tippytoe; Footprints up and down the hall, Playthings scattered on the ...
Yet read at last the story of my woe, The dreary abstracts of my endless cares, With my life's sorrow ...
What? Dost thou mean to cheat me of my heart? To take all mine and give me none again? Or ...
As far from pity, as complaint -- As cool to speech -- as stone -- As numb to Revelation As ...
The roses of Love glad the garden of life, Though nurtur'd 'mid weeds dropping pestilent dew, Till Time crops the ...
I THINK we are too ready with complaint In this fair world of God's. Had we no hope Indeed beyond ...
A complaint against persecutors. And will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep? The God of justice hold his peace, ...
v.1-8,8,15-26 C. M. The church's complaint in persecution. Lord, we have heard thy works of old, Thy works of power ...
Complaint in sickness. In anger, Lord, rebuke me not; Withdraw the dreadful storm; Nor let thy fury grow so hot ...
Complaint of desertion and temptations. Dear Lord! behold our sore distress; Our sins attempt to reign; Stretch out thine arm ...
Complaint of quarrelsome neighbors; or, A devout wish for peace. Thou God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suff'ring state; ...
Complaint of heavy afflictions in mind and body. My righteous Judge, my gracious God, Hear when I spread my hands ...
Once, when I wandered in the woods alone, An old man tottered up to me and said, "Come, friend, and ...
(To Mrs. Henry Richards) Isaac and Archibald were two old men. I knew them, and I may have laughed at ...
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