Christ’s Triumph after Death : Canto IV. Christ’s Victory and Triumph (Giles Fletcher Jr Poems)
I.But now the second Morning, from her bow'r,Began to glister in her beams, and nowThe roses of the day began ...
I.But now the second Morning, from her bow'r,Began to glister in her beams, and nowThe roses of the day began ...
The Fruits of the Believer's Marriage with Christ, particularly gospel-holiness and obedience to the Law as a rule.Sect. I.The sweet ...
ITo Thee, Most Holy, Most Obscure, light-hidden,Shedding light in the darkness of the mindAs gold beams wake the air to ...
This is not sorrow, this is work:I build a cairn of words over a silent man,My friend John Learmonth whom ...
THERE'S a pretty little story with a touch of moonlit glory Comes from Beenleigh on the Logan, but we don't know ...
A MOMENT'S gleam, hint of sunnier weather,Borne from the storm-clouds and the mists of fate;Dawned, with a tender "Peradventure" hither,A ...
The Association.ARGUMENT. Panduntur Coeli, juvat hinc invisere Div?m Atria, mortali non adeunda Pede: H?c, Animae pennis advecta Theophila, cernit Agmina ...
There is too much of sighing, and weaving Of pitiful tales of despair.There is too much of wailing and ...
The men kept to themselves: they were waiting for the swiftness of the last cyclists. The women kept to themselves: ...
May is Mary's month, and I Muse at that and wonder why: Her feasts follow reason, Dated due to season- ...
May is Mary's month, and I Muse at that and wonder why: Her feasts follow reason, Dated due to season- ...
The poet in his lone yet genial hour Gives to his eyes a magnifying power : Or rather he emancipates ...
It was Karl Shapiro who wrote in his 'Defence of Ignorance' how many poets Go mad or seem to be ...
There can be certain potions needled in the clock for the body's fall from grace, to untorture and to plead ...
Our cowman, old Ed, hadn't much in his head, And lots of folks though him a witling; But he wasn't ...
Five hours, (and who can do it less in?) By haughty Celia spent in dressing; The goddess from her chamber ...
Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its ...
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