Christ Is All In All (Rees Prichard Poems)
'TIS Christ, 'tis Christ himself, that's all in all;Without Him, man must to perdition fall:No thing, no person, besides Christ ...
'TIS Christ, 'tis Christ himself, that's all in all;Without Him, man must to perdition fall:No thing, no person, besides Christ ...
Money. Riches. Wealth.Gold is the greatest God: tho' yet we seeNo Temples rais'd to Money's Majesty,No Altars fuming to her ...
I.O'er bush and briar Childe Launcelot sprungWith ardent hopes elate,And loudly blew the horn that hungBefore Sir Hornbook's gate.The inner ...
When homeward bands their several ways disperse,I love to linger in the narrow fieldOf rest, to wander round from tomb ...
On this wild waste, where never blossom came, Save the white wind-flower to the billow's cap,Or those pale disks of momentary ...
The waves, the winds of Circumstance! What arm their strength can stem?What struggling mortal has a chance To bind or buffet them?Against ...
Drifting before the tempter's power,This piteous wreck in horror's hourOn dark perdition's rock was driven!Let groaning earth and righteous heavenSum ...
The angle of delight is bestachieved while rubbingthe pluperfect buttonin tiny syllabic circleswhile the glottal stop needsfirm accentual strokesfor copulative ...
Black Maid, complain not that I fly,When Fate commands Antipathy:Prodigious might that union prove,Where Night and Day together move,And the ...
THE SWEETNESSE OF RETIREMENT,OR The Happinesse of a Private Life.The Segregation.THE ARGUMENT. True Blisse! Thou know'st but Few, to Few ...
THE ADDRESS. Where's Friendships Residence? To what unknown New Planet--World is That rare Phoenix flown? Great, and Good GOD! Who ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
Tell me, mother Nature! tender yet stern mother! In what nomenclature (fitlier than another) Can I laud and ...
With scornful mien, and various toss of air,Fantastic vain, and insolently fair,Grandeur intoxicates her giddy brain,She looks ambition, and she ...
The bear puts both arms around the tree above her And draws it down as if it were a lover ...
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
If I don't write something good tonight I will sleep without the comforting Canopus of deep believers, if I sleep ...
Words today are how'd you say, in sad retreat, or obsolete? They slide around conducting sound, deferent to moving ground ...
My love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high: It was begotten by Despair ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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