The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 13 (William Langland Poems)
And I awaked therwith, witlees nerhande,And as a freke that fey were, forth gan I walkeIn manere of a mendynaunt ...
Poems about christi (14 Poems)
The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 17 (William Langland Poems)
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 09 (William Langland Poems)
'Sire Dowel dwelleth,' quod Wit, 'noght a day hennesIn a castel that Kynde made of foure kynnes thynges.Of erthe and ...
The Garrison of Cape Ann (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
Fragmentary Scenes From The Road To Avernus (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Scene I"Discontent"LAURENCE RABY.Laurence:I said to young Allan M'Ilveray, Beside the swift swirls of the North,When, in lilac shot through with ...
Breitmann Interviews The Pope (Charles Godfrey Leland Poems)
VON efenin ash der Breitmann vent from his weinhaus vinkin, So peepy mit Falernian vitch he vas starkly trinkin, He ...
Herod (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
The Virgin speaks Draw back the starry curtains of the night, O Cherubim, and Seraphim! Pull back the purple curtains ...
Meditation Sixty-Two (Edward Taylor Poems)
Second SeriesCanticle 1: 12: While the king sitteth at his table,my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.Oh! thou, my Lord, ...
Lully, Lulley (Anonymous Americas Poems)
Lully, lulley, lully, lulley, The faucon hath borne my make away. He bare him up, he bare him down, He bare him into an orchard brown. In that orchard there was an halle That hanged with purpill and pall. And in that hall there was a bede; It was hanged with gold so rede. And in that bed there lithe a knight, His woundes bleding day and night. By that bede side kneleth a may, And she wepeth both night and day. And by that bede side there stondeth a stone, Corpus Christi wreten there on.(Anonymous Americas)
The Hippopotamus (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Similiter et omnes revereantur Diaconos, ut mandatum Jesu Christi; et Episcopum, ut Jesum Christum, existentem filium Patris; Presbyteros autem, ut ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You . . . (Charles Bukowski Poems)
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
Eyrie (Robert William Service Poems)
The little pink house is high on the hill And my heart is not what it used to be; It ...
The Bulls (Robert William Service Poems)
Six bulls I saw as black as jet, With crimsoned horns and amber eyes That chewed their cud without a ...