The Reign Of Reason (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
The day of truth is dawning. I beholdO'er darksome hills the trailing robes of goldAnd silent footsteps of the gladsome ...
The day of truth is dawning. I beholdO'er darksome hills the trailing robes of goldAnd silent footsteps of the gladsome ...
Schiller, thinks he, had been less of a boreIf only he'd read the Bible more.One could have nothing but praise ...
I cannot reach it; and my striving eyeDazzles at it, as at eternity.Were now that chronicle alive,Those white designs which ...
The earth smells dank, the weeds grow rank, The cold ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood,Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt ...
ll. 684-703) Long she pled, and urged him all the day to thatdark deed, to disobey their Lord's command. Close ...
You come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you ...
1The first enters wearing the neon armourOf virtue.Ceaselessly firing all-purpose smilesAt everyone presentShe destroys hopeIn the breasts of the sick,Who ...
A gambler born was young BasilHis finances were all of a latherA wayward boy, but his mother's joyAnd likewise, the ...
IT WAS on the fourth of August, as five hundred of us layIn the camp at Eland's River, came a ...
DER teufel's los in Bal Mabille, Dere's hell-fire in de air, De fiddlers can't blay noding else Boot Orphee aux ...
The laws of God, the laws of man,He may keep that will and can;Not I: let God and man decreeLaws ...
The laws of God, the laws of man, He may keep that will and can; Not I: let God and ...
Our tongues were made to bless the Lord, And not speak ill of men: When others give a railing word, ...
In the grey beginning of years, in the twilight of things that began, The word of the earth in the ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood, Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt backs ...
There where the mighty mountains bare their fangs unto the moon, There where the sullen sun-dogs glare in the snow-bright, ...
When the long, long day is over, and the Big Boss gives me my pay, I hope that it won't ...
I know how father's strap would feel, If ever I were caught, So mother's jam I did not steal, Though ...
YOU come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you get that stuff? What ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
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