The Believer’s Espousals : Chapter VI. (Ralph Erskine Poems)
An Exhortation to all that are out of Christ; in order to their closing the match with him: containing also ...
An Exhortation to all that are out of Christ; in order to their closing the match with him: containing also ...
I.THE morning air was freshly breathing,The morning mists were wildly wreathing;Day's earliest beams were kindling o'erThe wood-crowned hills and murmuring ...
Escap'd from London now four Moons, and more,I greet gay Wilkes from Fulda's wasted Shore,Where cloath'd with Woods a hundred ...
IAs, flake by flake, the beetling avalanches Build up their imminent crags of noiseless snow,Till some chance thrill the loosened ruin ...
Stern Winter! stormy, sullen, cold, and dun,Thou joyless outcast from the genial sun,Thou gloomiest offspring of the rolling year,With front ...
Sir; though (I thanke God for it) I do hatePerfectly all this towne, yet there's one stateIn all ill things ...
I.Low and mournful be the strain,Haughty thought be far from me;Tones of penitence and pain,Moanings of the tropic sea;Low and ...
What hast thou seen, with thy shining eye, Thou Needle, so subtle and keen?--"I have been in Paradise, stainless and fair.And ...
How grace this hallowed day?Shall happy bells, from yonder ancient spire,Send their glad greetings to each Christmas fire Round which the ...
I might strive as well to melt to softness the soulless breast Of some fair and saintly image, carven out of ...
On The Road To RichmondGive me angel wing and eye, Give me arm and strength Herculean;With the speed of light I'll ...
Oh gay young husbandmen would you be sure of a crop Upspringing rankly, an abundant and bountiful yield? Go forth in the ...
Dull, yellow, heavy, lustreless-- With less of radiance than the burnished tress, Crumpled on Beauty's forehead: cloddish, cold, ...
"On hill and field October's glories fade;O'er hill and field the blackbirds southward fly; The brown leaves rustle down tbe ...
. . . and the children's teeth shall be set on edge.I see him old, trapped in a burly houseCold ...
We talk of taxes, and I call you friend;Well, such you are,-but well enough we knowHow thick about us root, ...
Army Reform-.After Boer war "The Army of a Dream"-Traffics and Discoveries. Know this, my brethren, Heaven is clear And all ...
We talk of taxes, and I call you friend; Well, such you are,-but well enough we know How thick about ...
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