Holy Freedom (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Freedom, given by our God, at such an awful cost Freedom from the yoke of sin, the separation from God ...
Freedom, given by our God, at such an awful cost Freedom from the yoke of sin, the separation from God ...
The instant, the moment, the second he was baptized, touched by the spirit, he began, using the gifts, he had ...
How often that is true That we live for another Not owning it outright In fee simple absolute for perpetuity ...
Ed was a man that played for keeps, 'nd when he tuk the notion, You cudn't stop him any more'n ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp All that was needed was to say to him, "How is the ...
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were a very notorious couple of cats. As knockabout clown, quick-change comedians, tight-rope walkers and acrobats They ...
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
The Skies can't keep their secret! They tell it to the Hills -- The Hills just tell the Orchards -- ...
The look of thee, what is it like Hast thou a hand or Foot Or Mansion of Identity And what ...
I'm the little "Heart's Ease"! I don't care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away? ...
The Work of Her that went, The Toil of Fellows done -- In Ovens green our Mother bakes, By Fires ...
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
I LORD of the grass and hill, Lord of the rain, White Overlord of will, Master of pain, I who ...
Lord of my heart's elation, Spirit of things unseen, Be thou my aspiration Consuming and serene! Bear up, bear out, ...
Wind of the dead men's feet, Blow down the empty street Of this old city by the sea With news ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
In Memory of John Keats By the Aurelian Wall, Where the long shadows of the centuries fall From Caius Cestius' ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake, For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the ...
When our yacht sails seaward on steady keel And the wind is moist with breath of brine And our laughter ...
Saint Peter stood, at Heaven's gate, All souls claims to adjudicate Saying to some souls, "Enter in!" "Go to Hell," ...
When the Academy of Arts demanded freedom Of artistic expression from narrow-minded bureaucrats There was a howl and a clamour ...
Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day Far, through their rosy depths, dost ...
After the whipping he crawled into bed, Accepting the harsh fact with no great weeping. How funny uncle's hat had ...
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