I cannot let the moment pass (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I cannot let the moment pass without a weary greeting, or retard the recent past where shadows still are fleeting, ...
I cannot let the moment pass without a weary greeting, or retard the recent past where shadows still are fleeting, ...
Don't talk to me of War or stalk the ground our fabled soldiers died upon, I'm sound of limb and ...
I said goodbye and went to bed to die; I never knew that they had lied - was quite surprised ...
O all the little rivers that run to Hudson's Bay, They call me and call me to follow them away. ...
It is not sweet content, be sure, That moves the nobler Muse to song, Yet when could truth come whole ...
To wash an Ethiope; He's wash'd, his gloomy skin a peaceful shade, For his white soul is made; And now, ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Oh how I love Thy holy Word, Thy gracious covenant, O Lord! It guides me in the peaceful way; I ...
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
(Genesis, v.24) Oh! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
O TIME! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence, (Lulling to sad repose ...
O Time! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence (Lulling to sad repose ...
O TIME! who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence (Lulling to sad repose ...
Go, then, and join the murmuring city's throng! Me thou dost leave to solitude and tears; To busy phantasies, and ...
And then life; and once again A house where I was born. Around us The granary above what once had ...
Just as the sun was setting Back of the Western hills Grandfather stood by the window Eating the last of ...
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
She's gone -- and twice the summer's sun Has gilt Regina's towers, And melted wild Angora's snows, And warmed Exina's ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
A Short Poem or Else Not Say I True pleasure breathes not city air, Nor in Art's temples dwells, In ...
The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright, With leaves ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
(Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, they sing this beneath the trees.) What light of unremembered skies Hast ...
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