Sir Pavon And St. Pavon (E Foxton Poems)
Part 1. St. Mark's hushed abbey heardThrough prayers a roar and din;A brawling voice did shout, "Knave shaveling, let me ...
Part 1. St. Mark's hushed abbey heardThrough prayers a roar and din;A brawling voice did shout, "Knave shaveling, let me ...
Now from Leander's place she rose, and found Her hair and rent robe scatter'd on the ground; Which ...
1"Drown had a studio, Chelsea-way, And painted there throughout the day, And lived on bacon and beef and bread, And ...
Part 30 PROLOGUE TO THE PERSOUNS TALE Heere folweth the Prologe of ...
THERE is a big artist named Val, The roughs' and the prize-fighters' pal: The mind of a groom And the ...
Said old George Jones: "All in a hundred years. 'Tis little time enough, and well may makeThis youthful country proud ...
At last, when all the summer shine That warmed life's early hours is past, Your loving fingers seek for mine ...
They may be duds or they may be drones, Or legislators heaven-sent;But the A.L.P. for all atones When it gets ...
When God of old the way of lifeWould teach to all His own,He placed them safe beyond the reachOf death, ...
The highest use of happy love is this; To make us loving to the loveless ones; ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
The witch that came (the withered hag) To wash the steps with pail and rag, Was once the beauty Abishag, ...
If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert) while snows flies, chill, after so frequent knew ...
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
Christ, dost Thou live indeed? or are Thy bones Still straitened in their rock-hewn sepulchre? And was Thy Rising only ...
God glorious, and sinners saved. Rom. 1:30; 5:8,9; 1 Pet. 3:22. Father, how wide thy glories shine! How high thy ...
v.6-9 C. M. The incarnation and sacrifice of Christ. Thus saith the Lord, "Your work is vain Give your burnt-offerings ...
(after Spillane) Let us be aware of the true dark gods Acknowledgeing the cache of the crotch The primitive pure ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
At last, when all the summer shine That warmed life's early hours is past, Your loving fingers seek for mine ...
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