Not Just on Level Ground (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The journey of our lives just as for the Christ not just on level ground trials in deserts, on the ...
The journey of our lives just as for the Christ not just on level ground trials in deserts, on the ...
When we talk of faith the example of the titans the pillars, the saints the leaders before us Peter, Paul, ...
On the brink, the edge, the maw of the pit, the edge of the precipice, looking down into the abyss ...
Can you picture the world, following the command in the scripture page Do you hear the world making that joyful ...
Dunes of white greet my gaze from my office window snow drifted in the lee of the third story, the ...
canaries in the mineshaft modern signs, metaphors, harbingers the web on the brink corals in decline icecaps melting deserts growing ...
O quam te memorem virgo... STAND on the highest pavement of the stair- Lean on a garden urn- Weave, weave ...
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad, There's not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boughs -- ...
I did not reach Thee But my feet slip nearer every day Three Rivers and a Hill to cross One ...
Civilization -- spurns -- the Leopard! Was the Leopard -- bold? Deserts -- never rebuked her Satin -- Ethiop -- ...
Distrustful of the Gentian -- And just to turn away, The fluttering of her fringes Child my perfidy -- Weary ...
As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread -- As brooks in ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
This youth too long has heard the break Of waters in a land of change. He goes to see what ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away When the glow of early thought declines ...
My dearest Frank, I wish you joy Of Mary's safety with a Boy, Whose birth has given little pain Compared ...
THO' cruel fate should bid us part, Far as the pole and line, Her dear idea round my heart, Should ...
O THOU, who in the heavens does dwell, Who, as it pleases best Thysel', Sends ane to heaven an' ten ...
WHILE new-ca'd kye rowte at the stake An' pownies reek in pleugh or braik, This hour on e'enin's edge I ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
Tell her that’s young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung, In deserts where no men ...
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