The Lord’s Prayer (Rees Prichard Poems)
A. Our Father, who the universe didst frame — Our Father, from whose Love all blessings flow, Hallow'd for ever be thy ...
A. Our Father, who the universe didst frame — Our Father, from whose Love all blessings flow, Hallow'd for ever be thy ...
He comes when the gullies are wrapped in the gloaming,And lime-lights are trained on the tops of the gums,To stand ...
GOD send us peace, and keep red strife away;But should it come, God send us men and steel!The land is ...
I come, blood on blood,like the sea, wave on wave.I have a soul the colour of poppies.The luckless poppy is ...
A walk in the city by day ;— When rural simplicity stopsTo wonder at all that is glittering gay Heap'd in the ...
He comes when the gullies are wrapped in the gloaming And limelights are trained on the tops of the gums,To stand ...
The English air is fresh and fair,The Irish fields are green;The bright light gleams o'er Scotland's streams,And glows her hills ...
The station is empty and desolate;A sick lamp wanly glows;Slowly puffs a goods engine,Slow yet alive with great energy;Drawing rumbling ...
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
Alone on the hill of stormsThe voice of the wind shrieks through the mountain.The torrent rushes down the rocks.Red are ...
"FOR me, kind Heaven, a lovely Bride"Decked with your choicest gifts, provide!"In wisdom, virtue, beauty, grace,"All other Nymphs ...
THE SUNNY rounds of Earth contain An obverse to its Day, Our fertile Vagrancy's domain, Wan Proletaria. From pole to ...
I'M STEWING in a brick-built town; My coat is quite a stylish cut,And, morn and even, up and down, ...
These vessels of verse, O Great Goddess, are filled with invisible tears, With the sobs and sweat of my spirit ...
The ancient songs Pass deathward mournfully. R.A. The old songs Die. Yes, the old songs die. Cold lips that sang ...
Yes, I being the terrible puppet of my dreams, shall lavish this on you- the dense mine of the orchid, ...
1. Mother, my Mary Gray, once resident of Gloucester and Essex County, a photostat of your will arrived in the ...
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, Injurious distance should not stop my way; For then despite of ...
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, Injurious distance should not stop my way; For then despite of ...
Awhirl with events, packed with jobs one too many, the day slowly sinks as the night shadows fall. There are ...
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