Some Characters I Can’t Admire (Jared Barhite Poems)
The seeming saint with long drawn face, Who thinks that he has so much grace He should be throned on highest place To ...
The seeming saint with long drawn face, Who thinks that he has so much grace He should be throned on highest place To ...
ICan they still live,Beckon and cryOver the yearsAfter they die,Bringing us tearsMeditative?IIThose we once setWith us abreast,Shielded and cherished,Are they ...
While in heroic numbers some relateThe amazing turns of wise eternal fate;Exploits of heroes in the dusty field,That to their ...
Something compels me, somewhere. Yet I seeNo clear command in Life's long mystery.Oft have I flung myself beside my horse, To drink ...
A tiny hut that seems to beFrom far away a swallows nestStands high upon a mountain steep;And nestles closely to ...
I dreamt last night; and in that dreamMy boyhood's heart was mine again;These latter years did nothing seemWith all their ...
A child was born in sin and shame,Wronged by his very birth,Without a home, without a name,One over in the ...
Listen, soldier, to the tale of the tender nightingale, 'Tis a charm that soon will ease your ...
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:How comes it then that this her cold so greatIs not ...
Here may the strong be renewed, may their faith be refreshed May their witness be reflected, enlarged may their doubts ...
They heard His call through her Knowing she was asked, by the Creator to follow this path, at this time ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
WEBSTER was much possessed by death And saw the skull beneath the skin; And breastless creatures under ground Leaned backward ...
Our lives were founded on this rock, this Jessie of Gibraltar Whose unfailing love endured beyond her ample nursing, And ...
A ship that bears much sail, and little ballast, is easily overset; and that man, whose head hath great abilities, ...
My love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great ...
Sweet love, renew thy force! Be it not said Thy edge should blunter be than appetite, Which but today by ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
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