The Child Jesus (James Collinson Poems)
A Record typical of the five Sorrowful Mysteries. I. The Agony in the Garden. Joseph, a carpenter of Nazareth, And his wife Mary ...
A Record typical of the five Sorrowful Mysteries. I. The Agony in the Garden. Joseph, a carpenter of Nazareth, And his wife Mary ...
Mother.Well, Frances.Frances.Well, good mother, how are you?M. I'm hearty, lass, but warm; the weather's warm:I think 'tis mostly warm on ...
Helen, in her silent room,Weaves upon the upright loom;Weaves a mantle rich and dark,Purpled over, deep. But markHow she scatters ...
MORN. Down silver precipices drawn The red-wine cataracts of dawn Pour soundless torrents wide and far, Deluging each warm, floating star. A sound of winds ...
HERE the warm sunshine fillsLike wine of gods the deepening, cup-shaped dells,Embossed with marvellous flowers; the happy rillsRoam through the ...
SHE stood beneath the vine-leaves flushed and fair;The dimpling smiles around her tender mouth,Seemed born of mellow sunshine of the ...
Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 01I am a house, says Senlin, locked and darkened, Sealed from the sun with ...
How big of breast our Mother Gaea laughedAt sight of her ...
The Butterfly's Ball and the Grasshopper's Feasts Excited the spleen of the Birds and the Beasts: For their mirth ...
My child, my child, thou leav'st me!??"I shall hearThe gentle voice no more that blest mine earWith its first utterance; ...
IHeavily my desk uponLay a Hebrew Lexicon.As I pried into the tomeI thought me of Saint Hierome,By the Jew tormented ...
(In the south of Italy the peasants put out the eyes of a captured quailso that its cries may attract ...
TO HUPNOS. I.Kind Comforter of all the weary Gods, With drooping eyelids, head that ever nods! Thou silent soother, that ...
LOUD-VOICED night, with the wild wind blowing Many a tune; Stormy night, with white rain-clouds going Over the moon; Mystic ...
'A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
Thy petals yet are closely curled, Rose of the world, Around their scented, golden core; Nor yet has Summer purpled ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
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