TO HIS PECULIAR FRIEND, MR JOHN WICKS (Robert Herrick Poem)
Since shed or cottage I have none, I sing the more, that thou hast one; To whose glad threshold, and ...
Since shed or cottage I have none, I sing the more, that thou hast one; To whose glad threshold, and ...
Dull to myself, and almost dead to these, My many fresh and fragrant mistresses; Lost to all music now, since ...
THE tale of the Count our glad song shall record Who had in this castle his dwelling, Where now ye ...
One hour devoted to the pursuit of Beauty And Love is worth a full century of glory Given by the ...
"Soyez muette pour moi, Idole contemplative..." I came home and found a lion in my living room Rushed out on ...
Nothing glamorous not regal or with pomp Christ coming into the world a babe in the manger Living all of ...
The Spirit of Christ the one who suffered who came to earth a servant not to be exalted as a ...
Standing before them God in the dock the defendant unbowed standing before the righteous In the darkness, in secret lies ...
Without his love the power of God too awesome to comprehend trembling, only, in his presence our exalted God Eternal, ...
An opportunity, a challenge in this season of trial Changing the world and our response to one another tragedy so ...
Even as he was giving a blessing only known to the faithful gathered there with him Christ was carried up, ...
The work, the contribution even the children, parts of the body essential to the teaching, ministry feeding each of us ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
URANIA, whom the Town admires, Whose Wit and Beauty share our Praise; This fair URANIA who inspires A thousand Joys ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
No Life can pompless pass away -- The lowliest career To the same Pageant wends its way As that exalted ...
Awake, awake, my Lyre! And tell thy silent master's humble tale In sounds that may prevail; Sounds that gentle thoughts ...
'Tis true, dear Ben, thy just chastising hand Hath fix'd upon the sotted age a brand To their swoll'n pride ...
To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone; O bear me, ye cherubim, ...
I was a grovelling creature once, And basely cleaved to earth: I wanted spirit to renounce The clod that gave ...
(Isaiah, xii.1) I will praise Thee every day Now Thine anger's turn'd away; Comfortable thoughts arise From the bleeding sacrifice. ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar, a rose like Sharon's, lovely as her name. The world forgot ...
Let me introduce to you my poetry: it's an island flying from book to book searching for the page where ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Missolonghi, Jan. 22, 1824 'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though ...
Here is my gift, not roses on your grave, not sticks of burning incense. You lived aloof, maintaining to the ...
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