A Minor Latin Poet Improving Virgil (Archbishop William Alexander Poems)
Lo! trembling all his transitory passion,The poet of a layCrowds in a feeble and fantastic fashion,And triumphs for a day;Whenas ...
Lo! trembling all his transitory passion,The poet of a layCrowds in a feeble and fantastic fashion,And triumphs for a day;Whenas ...
In fear and trembling, I think I would fulfill my lifeOnly if I brought myself to make a public confessionRevealing ...
Only a night from old to new! Only a night, and so much wrought! The Old Year's heart all weary ...
The coals burning our lips our confession of sin cleansed on the altar dying with him Commissioned like Isaiah to ...
Turning over my past joining Paul's confession dying on the cross with Christ leaving my self my focus on the ...
In our repenting our confession to God in the privacy of our hearts repenting of our sin Our sin taken ...
Before their shouts of praise confession he was the Son of God What were they thinking, those in the boat? ...
Open the door, step through the threshold enter the house of the father accepting his gift of grace his reconciliation, ...
In the communion, the sharing in the chapel giving our confession to God, our sin revealed, out loud confessing to ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone. They were waiting for me when I thought that ...
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
I am the girl who burned her doll, who gave her father the doll to burn " the bride doll ...
Confession of our poverty. Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee, But have ...
A guilty conscience eased by confession and pardon. While I keep silence, and conceal My heavy guilt within my heart, ...
I saw a Priest in beetle black Come to our golden beach, And I was taken sore aback Lest he ...
(To Mrs. Henry Richards) Isaac and Archibald were two old men. I knew them, and I may have laughed at ...
Success to the good and skilful Dr Murison, For golden opinions he has won From his patients one and all, ...
In fear and trembling, I think I would fulfill my life Only if I brought myself to make a public ...
Her tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness, Hardened they are like gems in ancient modesty; Yea, and her mouth's prudent ...
On March 1, 1958, four deserters from the French Army of North Africa, August Rein, Henri Bruette, Jack Dauville, & ...
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