The Precinct. Rochester (Amy Lowell Poem)
The tall yellow hollyhocks stand, Still and straight, With their round blossoms spread open, In the quiet sunshine. And still ...
The tall yellow hollyhocks stand, Still and straight, With their round blossoms spread open, In the quiet sunshine. And still ...
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
"Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with ...
(For Aline) When you shall die and to the sky Serenely, delicately go, Saint Peter, when he sees you there, ...
(For Thomas Augustine Daly) The Judge's house has a splendid porch, with pillars and steps of stone, And the Judge ...
King of the perennial holly-groves, the riven sandstone: overlord of the M5: architect of the historic rampart and ditch, the ...
My creator, my maker in him there is security forming me from the clay his breath within me still knowing ...
waiting on God our divine appointment when power, authority, emboldened we share love, the message of Christ to the world, ...
Like them, we too, waiting on the Lord, on God for that divine appointment, that moment when power, authority, emboldened ...
If we submit, let go release our will to God's he is the architect, the guide for our lives a ...
Out of nothing, the architect created a wonderful creation, with order, precision, with love and care. We are surrounded, affirmed ...
Out of the creation an order, a place for each a selection, a role to play We too, each with ...
Dear Lord, Before you were the Good Shepherd, you were the carpenter's son, a carpenter himself. We can learn much, ...
Before he was the Good Shepherd, he was the carpenter's son, a carpenter himself. We can learn much, from the ...
I could have been an architect easel and pad, compass and straight edge vision and design at least that's what ...
Glory of architect, glory of painter, and sculptor, and bard, Living forever in temple and picture and statue and song, ...
Heaven is so far of the Mind That were the Mind dissolved -- The Site -- of it -- by ...
"AND did you really walk," said I, "On such a wretched night? I always fancied Ghosts could fly - If ...
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed The comet of a season, and I saw The humblest of ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
ADIEU! a heart-warm fond adieu; Dear brothers of the mystic tie! Ye favourèd, enlighten'd few, Companions of my social joy; ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
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