A Thought of Henry Kendall (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
Had I gone first he surely would have writ Some kindly words in loving memory --Touching a drear old history ...
Had I gone first he surely would have writ Some kindly words in loving memory --Touching a drear old history ...
At last, my old inveterate foe,No opposition shalt thou know.Since I by struggling, can obtainNothing, but encrease of pain,I will ...
You go, my son, to the battle-field To repel the invading foe; 'Mid its fiercest conflicts never yield Till death ...
"Nkosi sikelel' iAfrikaMaluphakanyisw' uphondo lwayo,Yizwa imithandazo yethu,Nkosi sikelela, thina lusapho lwayo. (Xhosa and Zulu)Morena boloka setjhaba sa heso,O fedise dintwa ...
Show me the way that leads to the true life.I do not care what tempests may assail me,I shall be ...
God of our Father, who by land and sea has everLed us on to victory, please continue your inspiringGuidance in ...
Ransom'd spirit, spread thy wings,Leave thy broken house of clay;Soar from earth and earthly things,To the realms of endless day.Weary ...
Written Sept. 1791, during a remarkable thunderstorm, in which the moon was perfectly clear, whilethe tempest gathered in various directions ...
THOU stern reprover of the midnight hour, When mortals slumber and the world retires;Then shall the sleepless wretch confess ...
They come from where no man can sunshine find - Not from those regions by your glance caressed, Where all ...
SO the renowned Ithacensian Queen In Tears for her Telemachus was seen, When leaving Home, he did attempt the Ire ...
WHEN on thy pillow lying, Half listen, I implore, And at my lute's soft sighing, Sleep on! what wouldst thou ...
Ishmael, oh Ishmael set down the rock Isaac, oh Isaac drop your sword. For as you do, so do your ...
At last, my old inveterate foe, No opposition shalt thou know. Since I by struggling, can obtain Nothing, but encrease ...
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
1. Earth was not: nor globes of attraction The will of the Immortal expanded Or contracted his all flexible senses. ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
1 HUSH'D be the camps to-day; And, soldiers, let us drape our war-worn weapons; And each with musing soul retire, ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
HAIL! GODDESS of persuasive art! The magic of whose tuneful tongue Lulls to soft harmony the wand'ring heart With fascinating ...
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