The Beggar And The Angel (Duncan Campbell Scott Poems)
An angel burdened with self-pityCame out of heaven to a modern city.He saw a beggar on the street,Where the tides ...
An angel burdened with self-pityCame out of heaven to a modern city.He saw a beggar on the street,Where the tides ...
[According to Maori mythology, the god Tiki created Man by taking apiece of clay and moistening it with his own ...
WHAT desires and powers are working in me Strains of long-forgotten ancestry, Loves and hates, I know not, thoughts and ...
She is bright and young, and her glory comes Of an ancient ancestry, And I love for her beauty's sake ...
WYNDHAM! 'tis not thy blood, though pure it runsThrough a long line of glorious ancestry,Percys and Seymours, Britain's boasted sons,Who ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
I I heard a small sad sound, And stood awhile among the tombs around: "Wherefore, old friends," said I, "are ...
A prince stood on the balcony of his palace addressing a great multitude summoned for the occasion and said, "Let ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
How blind the toil that burrows like the mole, In winding graveyard pathways underground, For Browning's lineage! What if men ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
The blast from Freedom's Northern hills, upon its Southern way, Bears greeting to Virginia from Massachusetts Bay: No word of ...
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
Of love, logic, and libido I cryingly thank you, god, ever, for making me a doubter with millions of insteads ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
A barefoot boy I went to school To save a cobbler's fee, For though the porridge pot was full A ...
Chill penury repress'd his noble rage, And froze the genial current of his soul. GRAY. IF GRIEF can deprecate the ...
That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels! That ...
By the Feal's wave benighted, No star in the skies, To thy door by Love lighted, I first saw those ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
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