A Tale of Starvation (Amy Lowell Poem)
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love, And a disagreeable man was he. He loathed his neighbours, ...
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love, And a disagreeable man was he. He loathed his neighbours, ...
The God of Fair Beginnings Hath prospered here my hand -- The cargoes of my lading, And the keels of ...
1896 They christened my brother of old-- And a saintly name he bears-- They gave him his place to hold ...
The shepherds shocked scared in the night angels descending setting the sky alight Afire with their beating the fingers of ...
Set afire the Spirit the Spirit of Love the burning embers planted in our hearts Set afire the Spirit the ...
Stop in our shopping in our running about hear the Spirit's message singing of God's true love The joy of ...
The Spirit within us burning afire with your love seeking to share your love to the ends of the earth ...
Oh Lord, renew us set afire Your Spirit guiding us to You ever closer to these Let us be open ...
Hope like no other, the healing of our Savior, descending from the heavens to heal our brokenness But we couldn't ...
Ablaze with orange, with yellow the tree afire drenched in the sunset through the thinning branches dying in its splendor ...
In the court unbelieving ears not wanting to hear the depth of the lies their voice speaking spoken aloud in ...
Hard to fathom, to even begin to comprehend what the Lord is offering what life forevermore means standing, here on ...
High above the bell tower, the stained glass the entrance of the church, open, welcoming a blazing, golden cross, a ...
The loon and I Alone on the lake Below the threatening sky. He watches me warily. His red eye afire. ...
A simple basket of spring flowers. A token of my love. A tradition begun. And enduring. Iris, tulip, forsythia, quince, ...
The supple full body Of the beautiful butterfly Chest heaving, pulse racing Is held down/held By the claw of the ...
An ingenuity too astonishing to be quite fortuitous is this bog full of sundews, sphagnum- lined and shaped like a ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
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