The Post That Fitted (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Ere the seamer bore him Eastward, Sleary was engaged to marry An attractive girl at Tunbridge, whom he called "my ...
Ere the seamer bore him Eastward, Sleary was engaged to marry An attractive girl at Tunbridge, whom he called "my ...
If you stop to find out what your wages will be And how they will clothe and feed you, Willie, ...
I. If It be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packed serai, Does not the Young Man try Its ...
The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour, and behold my head. But must they have ...
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see ...
The Fire at Tranter Sweatley's THEY had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and ...
They had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' ...
Part One - The Calling Let me sleep, for my soul is intoxicated with love and Let me rest, for ...
Put on Christ clothe yourself in grace immersed in the love of God shining light in this place Love come ...
Go into the world sharing with all the good news to all those on earth June 29, 2010 written at ...
We, disciples of the Lord saved by his choice redeemed by his sacrifice Clothe us in love the mantle, the ...
Standing as they preach empowered to do your work rising out of our pews his hands and feet to use ...
From out of her poverty, out of her gifts the least found clothes, caring, warmth Her hands, aged, widowed hands ...
I can't do much; little money I have no husband to provide, no sons, just a little. My gifts so ...
more precious, more beautiful than gold, any fabric made by human hands the lilies of the field, the flowers of ...
Clothed in glory the flowers of creation, subtle or vibrant Holy fabric, knitted by the creator to clothe the grasses, ...
Do not focus on your daily needs, on the cares of tomorrow focus on the love of God Serve the ...
Give me, O indulgent Fate! Give me yet before I die A sweet, but absolute retreat, 'Mongst paths so lost ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
LOVE, thou are absolute, sole Lord Of life and death. To prove the word, We'll now appeal to none of ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
I was a grovelling creature once, And basely cleaved to earth: I wanted spirit to renounce The clod that gave ...
Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises With healing on His wings; ...
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
How still, how happy! Those are words That once would scarce agree together; I loved the plashing of the surge ...
ADMIRING Nature in her wildest grace, These northern scenes with weary feet I trace; O'er many a winding dale and ...
I have come, alas, to the great circle of shadow, to the short day and to the whitening hills, when ...
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