Jehovah Reigns (Anna Laetitia Aikin Barbauld Poems)
Jehovah reigns: let every nation hear,And at his footstool bow with holy fear;Let heaven's high arches echo with his name,And ...
Jehovah reigns: let every nation hear,And at his footstool bow with holy fear;Let heaven's high arches echo with his name,And ...
In order to perfect all readers the statements should he carved on rock walls, on cave walls, and on the ...
So long estranged from every Muse's lyre,And groveling in the tangled net of Care;What powerful breath shall kindle up that ...
Though I've travelled far in distant lands- Russia, Prussia and Runcorn Sands- Back to my hometown I feel I want ...
Midway the hill of science, after steepAnd rugged paths that tire the' unpractised feet,A grove extends; in tangled mazes wrought,And ...
I reckon the finest sight of all That a man can see in this world of oursAin't the works ...
'Tis past! we breathe! assuaged at lengthThe flames that drank our vital strength!Smote with intolerable heatNo more our throbbing temples ...
If with civility you can, declineAll public feasts, and learn at home to dineWith sober food, at your own charge ...
Blest art! What magic powers with thine may vie,That brings (too seldom seen) a Brother nigh?That gives, by colours into ...
Sweet is the scene when Virtue dies!-When sinks a righteous soul to rest,How mildly beam the closing eyes,How gently heaves ...
A noun's a thing. A verb's the thing it does. An adjective is what describes the noun. In "The can ...
Enter, as in the Temple of Jerusalem, ATHALIA, MATHAN, ABNER WHY, to our Wonder, in this Place is seen, ...
I couldn't touch a stop and turn a screw, And set the blooming world a-work for me, Like such as ...
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love, Or chide my palsy, or my gout, My five grey ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
Sing of the O'Rahilly, Do not deny his right; Sing a 'the' before his name; Allow that he, despite All ...
O the Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa; An' he's the goodest man ever you saw! He comes to our ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
Oh, the new-chum went to the backblock run, But he should have gone there last week. He tramped ten miles ...
Tis sweet to think that, where'er we rove, We are sure to find something blissful and dear, And that, when ...
'Twas grav'd on the Stone of Destiny, In letters four, and letters three; And ne'er did the King of the ...
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