Jugurtha (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
How cold are thy baths, Apollo! Cried the African monarch, the splendid, As down to his death in the hollow ...
How cold are thy baths, Apollo! Cried the African monarch, the splendid, As down to his death in the hollow ...
(Made Yeomanry towards End of Boer War) Only two African kopjes, Only the cart-tracks that wind Empty and open between ...
1903 (South African War ended, May, 1902) Here, where my fresh-turned furrows run, And the deep soil glistens red, I ...
1901 ". . . and will supply details to guard the Blood River Bridge." District Orders-Lines of Communication, South African ...
Son of the old Moon-mountains African! Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile! We call thee fruitful, and that very while ...
(For Maia and Julie) Drifting night in the Georgia pines, coonskin drum and jubilee banjo. Pretty Malinda, dance with me. ...
schnyder schnyder the bouncing spider had a song wound up inside her she'd had it taped on a silken spool ...
tangwena says this is our land soiled by the blood of black centuries smith says the white tongue goes bang ...
If you meet literature from Africa Or even their mentors In such works You realize a trait of madness Pumping ...
The current of his words flowing waters, alive washing over us, living waters In remembrance of Him His baptism in ...
Woven threads, back and forth weaving a story, a rich fabric strong fibers, bright colors words repeating the message the ...
A ribbon of faith, a living stream, like the water we walked, singing down to the river A community, happy ...
Excitement, singing, running to the water to the river, to be washed clean joining in the faith, by water, into ...
Stories of faith, of His day and ours indwelling of our God to withstand the evils of this world the ...
Water, flowing, living waters moving through his message, through his words a special message of life, life changing hope, faith, ...
Sneakers of mud Squish between my toes Move to the music Unhinge my spine Rain upon me Don't have a ...
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
No Autumn's intercepting Chill Appalls this Tropic Breast -- But African Exuberance And Asiatic rest. (Emily Dickinson)
A closed window looks down on a dirty courtyard, and black people call across or scream or walk across defying ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Collating bones: I would have liked to do. Henry would have been hot at that. I missed his profession. As ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in I am ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
I ordered this, clean wood box Square as a chair and almost too heavy to lift. I would say it ...
Welcome, thrice welcome, to the city of Dundee, The great African explorer Henry M Stanley, Who went out to Africa ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
Vane, young in yeares, but in sage counsell old, Then whome a better Senatour nere held The helme of Rome, ...
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