Bellerophon (George Meredith Poems)
IMaimed, beggared, grey; seeking an alms; with nodOf palsy doing task of thanks for bread;Upon the stature of a God,He ...
IMaimed, beggared, grey; seeking an alms; with nodOf palsy doing task of thanks for bread;Upon the stature of a God,He ...
'Twixt Lincolnshire and Yorkshire rolls A river in its bed,Which in the German Ocean falls, 'Twixt Saltfleet and ...
Say for what city of the plain"God once heard Abram plead in vain"Yet did in sov'reign mercy spareJust Lot, who ...
The primitive Pithecanthropus erectus,With whom the ethnologists rightly connect us, Defended his own By cudgel and stone.Why isn't ...
Who to Tiberius was espoused, Ere he the sceptre sway'dWhat Theban chief by glory rous'd, War against Sparta ...
Even those who have hurt us more like us than different our similarities our frailty these connect us hold us ...
Work in our path in our growing in faith seeking ways to serve to connect, to join one another, with ...
Needing to begin again as we are losing a generation shutting the door to them without our conscious thinking unable ...
All of our lives joined connect to our savior our creator the spirit connecting joining us with eternity by the ...
The prayer, which he taught his words, for us to share, for our prayer The prayer he told us to ...
The wind gave an abject lesson this afternoon of the parables, the means of grace, all around us, if we ...
There were boxes every shape and size attic, basement, storage space still, quiet, frozen in time forgotten boxes of shards ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit -- I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection -- does -- Circumference be full ...
THERE'S no use in weeping, Though we are condemned to part: There's such a thing as keeping A remembrance in ...
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I ...
Some people go their whole lives without ever writing a single poem. Extraordinary people who don't hesitate to cut somebody's ...
A NOISELESS, patient spider, I mark'd, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated; Mark'd how, to explore the vacant, ...
1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands-lover ...
Some people go their whole lives without ever writing a single poem. Extraordinary people who don't hesitate to cut somebody's ...
Decked in blooms, Swaddled in gold filigreed shrouds, Smeared with perfumes, She traveled into the clouds. A life of love ...
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