A Story Of Doom: Book III. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the ...
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the ...
Oh! Thou who deign'st to sympathiseWith all our frail and fleshly ties, Maker yet Brother dear,Forgive the too presumptuous thought,If, calming wayward ...
Shed, sinful flesh, these tears of blood,For all thy vileness all too few;Wash out, O holy healing flood,The sins that ...
MISER ! why countest thou thy treasure,Thy ill-got hoards of paltry gold ?--Feel'st thou a throb of secret pleasure,When Conscience ...
Lord, for the one who dies aloneThis night without companion,I cannot rest, I cannot sleep.O shepherd of the piteous sheepRun ...
Ah Sunflower, weary of time,Who countest the steps of the sun;Seeking after that sweet golden climeWhere the traveller's journey is ...
22nd January, 1901.THE Queen is dead. God save the King,In this his hour of grief,When sorrow gathers memories in a ...
Ah Sun-flower! weary of time. Who countest the steps of the Sun; Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the ...
Cupid, because thou shin'st in Stella's eyes, That from her locks, thy day-nets, noe scapes free, That those lips swell, ...
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