The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
God's word, his law the wisdom of the creator his love for us flowing down on us like water Beating ...
Out of repentance coming to God reborn in him our clay given life his breath making us sing New hearts ...
Matthew 2:1-12 In the time of King Herod, after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, wise men from the ...
In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. Then an angel ...
Guided by the start, at its rising, at the moment of his birth a singular star, blazing with the Creator's ...
Bright, young faces sitting on the steps, in the chancel drinking in the words of the pastor hearing of the ...
There was a silence, before the applause this morning in church, after the fourteen voices, the lone trumpet, and pianoforte ...
A Thriving Merchant, who no Loss sustained, In little time a mighty Fortune gain'd. No Pyrate seiz'd his still returning ...
Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were a very notorious couple of cats. As knockabout clown, quick-change comedians, tight-rope walkers and acrobats They ...
Acacia, burnt myrrh, velvet, pricky stings. â?"I'm not so young but not so very old, said screwed-up lovely 23. A ...
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
When all the women in the transport had their heads shaved four workmen with brooms made of birch twigs swept ...
Awhirl with events, packed with jobs one too many, the day slowly sinks as the night shadows fall. There are ...
Halted against the shade of a last hill, They fed, and, lying easy, were at ease And, finding comfortable chests ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Thou wilt not sentence to eternal life My soul that prays that it may sleep and sleep Like a white ...
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