The Peace Of Dives (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: "Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim ...
The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: "Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim ...
It was the pleasant season yet, When the stones at cottage doors Dry quickly, while the roads are wet, After ...
IF thou to be a slave shouldst will, Thou'lt get no pity, but fare ill; And if a master thou ...
THE soul of man Resembleth water: From heaven it cometh, To heaven it soareth. And then again To earth descendeth, ...
What could be dafter Than John Skelton's laughter? What sound more tenderly Than his pretty poetry? So where to rank ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Lord, who hast suffer'd all for me, My peace and pardon to procure, The lighter cross I bear for Thee, ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The Baker's Tale They roused him with muffins--they roused him with ice-- They roused him with mustard and cress-- They ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
Strange, is it not? She was making her garden, Planting the old-fashioned flowers that day- Bleeding-hearts tender and bachelors-buttons- Spreading ...
A man there came, whence none could tell, Bearing a Touchstone in his hand; And tested all things in the ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
What I have already learned as a lover, I see you, beloved, learning angrily; then for you it distantly departed, ...
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 ...
The air heaving like a wounded fish, breathing through its purplish sandy gills, letting in the salty gale, fluttering its ...
Margaret Simpson was the daughter of humble parents in the county of Ayr, With a comely figure, and face of ...
Composed, by Special Request, 18th June 1890 Then Pilate, the Roman Governor, took Jesus and scourged Him, And the soldiers ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Ye aspiring ones, listen to the story of the unknown Who lies here with no stone to mark the place. ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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