An Hymn (James Avis Bartley Poems)
To him whose soul is locked and bolted fast, By lust and guilt against the entrance there,Of heavenly light; whose soul ...
To him whose soul is locked and bolted fast, By lust and guilt against the entrance there,Of heavenly light; whose soul ...
OH! the folly, the waste, and the pity! Oh, the time that is flung behind!They are seeking a site for ...
Wherefore these flowers? floral applause? Ah, no, these blossoms came to sayThat I am growing old, because I number fifty years to-day.O ...
After this night, my lack of faith, the creakingOf this constant silence, this breakingThis revering. This very last attempt suppressedBy ...
Behold the father is his daughter's son,The bird that built the nest is hatched therein,The old of years an hour ...
There's a man I know who feigns deafness.He throws such wild looks that you think him dumb as well.Who is ...
IThe sister Hours in circles linked,Daughters of men, of men the mates,Are gone on flow with the day that winked,With ...
I.If thou hadst been a sculptor, what a raceOf forms divine had thenceforth filled the land!Methinks I see thee, glorious ...
GOATS go past the back of the house like dry leaves in the dawn,And up the hill like a ...
I know not why I love your baffling face,Or, lonely, to your cold caresses steal,Or what the charm persuades my ...
'TIS of the Father Hilary. He strove, but could not pray; so took ...
I am Arnaut who nets the breezeand with an ox pursues the hareand swims against the rising seas.' I am ...
I am not your Pururoba! Hey, Urboshi, A realm I erected here at mortal Aloka Ephemeral, no doubt, inspired by ...
We can be great by helping one another; We can be loved for very simple deeds; Who has the grateful ...
Because of our deafness the chaos of the earth our busy lives full failing to hear the small voice Wisdom ...
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
I watched the winter light die from the bridge, the sky a sinking empire's battleship, ice floes' jagged edges clink ...
This is a word we use to plug holes with. It's the right size for those warm blanks in speech, ...
Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze, Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes, Dims the cave of ...
He had the grocer's counter-stoop, That little man so grey and neat; His moustache had a doleful droop, He hailed ...
Success is speaking words of praise, In cheering other people's ways. In doing just the best you can, With every ...
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