Regret For The Departure Of Friends (George Moses Horton Poems)
As smoke from a volcano soars in the air, The soul of man discontent mounts from a sigh, Exhaled as ...
As smoke from a volcano soars in the air, The soul of man discontent mounts from a sigh, Exhaled as ...
This morning Hitler spoke in Danzig, we hear his voice. A man of genius: that is, of amazing Ability, courage, ...
A beggar all his life crippled and unclean sitting, begging at the Beautiful Gate unable to enter in Peter having ...
Invoking the Spirit, presence of God a blessing, a prayer on us gathered here the scripture read and the Word ...
Looking straight in the eye invoking the name of Christ to him was all the power through him alone the ...
That first time, the first moment, sharing a single prayer, invoking a spirit of worship, a quieting of our minds ...
They each spoke, crying to our creator, to our savior, to our shared creed, our shared beliefs speaking, praying, invoking ...
What makes these words so distinct, so special, so unique, that they must be in quotes, that each, in their ...
A fulfillment of prophesy, invoking a dream a vision of our world, as God might have it be a world, ...
The mighty name, the risen Lord Jesus the Christ, of Nazareth! the lamb, the perfect sacrifice Invoking his name alone ...
They, like their master, emboldened by the spirit They healed on their way to temple healing at the gate the ...
By faith, he believed the power given him invoking his name offering his hand, to support calling him up, stand ...
Your ashes In my hand As we released Your remains To the mountain, The air, And the snow. Invoking the ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
I. The poem is important, but not more than the people whose survival it serves, one of the necessities, so ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
THAT which eludes this verse and any verse, Unheard by sharpest ear, unform'd in clearest eye or cunningest mind, Nor ...
Ye elms that wave on Malvern Hill In prime of morn and May, Recall ye how McClellan's men Here stood ...
This rich Marble doth enterr The honour'd Wife of Winchester, A Vicounts daughter, an Earls heir, Besides what her vertues ...
Our hearths are gone out and our hearts are broken, And but the ghosts of homes to us remain, And ...
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