Human Life (Emily Taylor Poems)
What is the gift of Life?Speak thou, in young existence revelling;To thee it is a glorious, godlike thing;Love, Hope, and ...
What is the gift of Life?Speak thou, in young existence revelling;To thee it is a glorious, godlike thing;Love, Hope, and ...
Deep in the soul there throbs the secret pain Of one homesick for dear familiar things, When Spring winds rock ...
Said old Pete, the Pensioner: "I met him down the roadWhere, twixt the shadders of the gums, The silver ...
There's a cry in the air about us-We hear it, before, behind-Of the way in which "We, as women," Are ...
Beloved Palestine,how do I sleepWhile the spectrum of torture is in my eyesI purify the world with your nameAnd if ...
I do not love thee! What vile act of mine Has given my loyal heart that patent lie? Or wilt ...
Oh Shade obscene from out the jungled past,Fear o' the Dark made incarnate again,And manifest in torture, lust, and pain,Thou ...
Within each living man there doth reside,In some unrifled chamber of the heart,A hidden treasure: wayward as thou artI love ...
Take of English earth as much As either hand may rightly clutch. In the taking of it breathe Prayer for ...
Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white; And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still; No sign of spring, save ...
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
All that he had believed all that he had fought the drive to purify to destroy the way Suddenly he ...
The blood of the lamb spirit, life, eternal life spread on the lintels of our hearts marking us, a chosen ...
Before he was born, before the Messiah illumined in the womb, filled by the Holy Spirit a prophet born Proclaim ...
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
Our fathers all were poor, Poorer our fathers' fathers; Beyond, we dare not look. We, the sons, keep store Of ...
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