If We Return (Frank W Harvey Poems)
If we return, will England beJust England still to you and me?The place where we must earn our bread?We who ...
If we return, will England beJust England still to you and me?The place where we must earn our bread?We who ...
Let me be at the place of the castle. Let the castle be within me. Let it rise foursquare from ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
Those who count on us the children, the aged, the disabled unable to speak for themselves those not sitting at ...
Something different, set apart, special this single room in the house, a sanctuary, a refuge a place where the spirit, ...
Sentries, a triad, stock-still, standing at attention, ramrod straight watching over the yard, guarding our back watching me, as I ...
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
MISS NANCY ELLICOTT Strode across the hills and broke them, Rode across the hills and broke them- The barren New ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
Twas on a Holy Thursday their innocent faces clean The children walking two & two in red & blue & ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
The good gray guardians of art Patrol the halls on spongy shoes, Impartially protective, though Perhaps suspicious of Toulouse. Here ...
Tenuous and Precarious Were my guardians, Precarious and Tenuous, Two Romans. My father was Hazardous, Hazardous Dear old man, Three ...
Neither spite, fellow citizens, Nor forgetfulness of the shiftlessness, And the lawlessness and waste Under democracy's rule in Spoon River ...
Alas, how pleasant are their dayes With whom the Infant Love yet playes! Sorted by pairs, they still are seen ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
This institution, perhaps one should say enterprise out of respect for which one says one need not change one's mind ...
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