Gone (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poem)
IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall, A statue tall, on a pillar of stone, Telling its story, to great ...
IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall, A statue tall, on a pillar of stone, Telling its story, to great ...
She's stopped in her southern tracks Brought haply to this hard knock When she shoots from the tall spruce And ...
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which ...
Joining in the praying the energy shifting sending our prayers joining with them Lifted up for the people that the ...
For the dead we pray joining with their people sharing the words with them our energy with theirs That they ...
Hearing the words of the master his foretelling of his suffering his death now close at hand and the words ...
The perfume, the nard broken and poured on him her tears, her hair washing it over his skin the fragrance ...
The shadow of the cross From the beginning in the swaddling clothes, the gifts of gold, of frankincense, of myrrh, ...
The life, the fulfillment, the prophecy of old his life, his ministry, his burial in the tomb woven into the ...
It was his voice, the master's voice which calmed her panic, her fears, her confusion the empty tomb, the burial ...
There is hope in the desert the long suffering of the people of God hope in the promise of rain, ...
Guided by the start, at its rising, at the moment of his birth a singular star, blazing with the Creator's ...
Such a gift, such cost Spending, saving expensive oil special gift burial oils, precious oils Pour them out at the ...
Anointing his head, his feet, oil for royalty for burial So much meaning in the layers, the differences the telling ...
Nothing to say to all those marriages! She had made three herself to three of his. The score was even ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Midsummer, was it, when They died -- A full, and perfect time -- The Summer closed upon itself In Consummated ...
A train went through a burial gate, A bird broke forth and sang, And trilled, and quivered, and shook his ...
This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure drop The Day must ...
It was not Death, for I stood up, And all the Dead, lie down -- It was not Night, for ...
In Memory of John Keats By the Aurelian Wall, Where the long shadows of the centuries fall From Caius Cestius' ...
A young man, twenty eight years old, on a vessel from Tenos, Emes arrived at this Syrian harbor with the ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Gray, gray is Abbey Assaroe, by Belashanny town, It has neither door nor window, the walls are broken down; The ...
My child wafts peace. When I lean over him, It is not just the smell of soap. All the people ...
Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines From his mountains; an ...
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