The Enemy In The Gate (Janet Hamilton Poems)
To Britannia.Nay, all this availeth thee nothing— Thy prestige, thy power, and estate,Thy glory, honour, and riches; An enemy sits in the ...
To Britannia.Nay, all this availeth thee nothing— Thy prestige, thy power, and estate,Thy glory, honour, and riches; An enemy sits in the ...
A rooster once pursued a worm That lingered not to brave him, To see his wretched victim squirm A pleasant thrill it gave ...
Not in shifting undulations Has the word of God been spoken,But in constant revelations, Never silent, never broken.Not in sudden brightness glaring, Soon ...
Lo! Thou hast granted us for Thee a name, But never, Lord, shall there be a name for this The storm and ...
Gazing upon the toiling seas,In gloomy rows the silent captives sate;And as the ship rode off before the breeze,They murmured ...
THE REG'LAR LARKThe Reg'lar Lark's a very gay old Bird;At sunrise often may his voice be heardAs jauntily he wends ...
? Maxime du CampIFor the child, in love with globe, and stamps,the universe equals his vast appetite.Ah! How great the ...
I Thus, ever, towards the azure nightWhere there quivers a topaz sea,Will function in your evening lightThe Lilies, those clysters ...
Some said it was a shooting star,Some said it was a pheasant;It was the most surprising thingTo villager and peasant.To ...
Jack Sprat would eat no fat, His wife would eat ...
We were a baker's dozen in the house—six women and six menBesides myself; and all of us had knownThose benefits ...
Way up at the top of a big stack of strawWas the cunningest parlor that ever you saw!And there could ...
After the first astounding rush, after the weeks at the lake, the crystal, the clouds, the water lapping the rocks, ...
for T. P. Flanagan We have no prairies To slice a big sun at evening-- Everywhere the eye concedes to ...
The blessings of grace not something earned paid when we believe entering, coming before the lord Only by faith even ...
Way up at the top of a big stack of straw Was the cunningest parlor that ever you saw! And ...
So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the quiet place God came to grieve. His face was sad, His ...
I cannot think that Death will press his claim To snuff you out or put you off your game: You'll ...
Night. O you whose countenance, dissolved in deepness, hovers above my face. You who are the heaviest counterweight to my ...
I tell my secret? No indeed, not I: Perhaps some day, who knows? But not today; it froze, and blows, ...
FIRST Be it a girl, or one of the boys, It is scarlet all over its avoirdupois, It is red, ...
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