Ask What I Shall Give Thee (I) (John Newton Poems)
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,Jesus loves to answer prayer;He Himself has bid thee pray,Therefore will not say thee nay.Thou ...
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,Jesus loves to answer prayer;He Himself has bid thee pray,Therefore will not say thee nay.Thou ...
BURYING friends is not a pomp,Not, indeed, Roman:Lacking the monument,Heroic stone;Nor is it an obscuring parasol,The pad of customary gloves ...
SNOW on the Mountains! 'Tis the country nameOf this white flower that hangs adown the wall.The snows that on Helvellyn's ...
Were I a clumsy poetI'd compare you to Helen;Ransack the mythologiesGreek, Chinese and PersianFor a goddess vehementAnd slim: one with ...
All night in slumber deep the armies lay: But, while the eastern sky with first faint beam Yet dimly reddened; ...
Our English Homer in his Rhimes,Asserts our Notions change with Times;This Maxim granted, makes me doubt,When some few Years are ...
On Santa Croce's golden-pillared shrine, A thousand tapers pour their blended rays In one rich tide of radiance. Like a ...
Tell me, mother Nature! tender yet stern mother! In what nomenclature (fitlier than another) Can I laud and ...
Down unto the ocean,Trembling with emotion,Panting at the notion,See the rivers run—In the golden weather,Tripping o'er the heather,Laughing all together—Madcaps ...
WHY does my Anna toss her head,And look so scornfully around,As if she scarcely deign'd to treadUpon the daisy-dappled ground? ...
Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks arise Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour Of silk-sack ...
The question on "what is beauty" my mind immediately calling up the quote, "beauty is in the eye of the ...
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
1 EARTH, round, rolling, compact-suns, moons, animals-all these are words to be said; Watery, vegetable, sauroid advances-beings, premonitions, lispings of ...
Ah whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
ONe day as I vnwarily did gaze on those fayre eyes my loues immortall light: the whiles my stonisht hart ...
AH whither, Love, wilt thou now carry me? What wontless fury dost thou now inspire Into my feeble breast, too ...
As the immense dew of Florida Brings forth The big-finned palm And green vine angering for life, As the immense ...
NOW bare to the beholder's eye Your late denuded bindings lie, Subsiding slowly where they fell, A disinvested citadel; The ...
Thank Heaven! the crisis- The danger is past, And the lingering illness Is over at last- And the fever called ...
Pass by citizen don't look left or right Keep those drip dry eyes straight ahead A tree? Chop it down- ...
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