The Believer’s Espousals : Chapter I. (Ralph Erskine Poems)
Preface.Hark, dying mortal, if the Sonnet proveA song of living and immortal love,'Tis then thy grand concern the theme to ...
Preface.Hark, dying mortal, if the Sonnet proveA song of living and immortal love,'Tis then thy grand concern the theme to ...
If truly pious thou wou'dst fain appear,And strictly Christian, whilst thou livest here,To a small church convert thy own abode,And ...
'Mother, Mother, here comes Malthus,Mother, hold me tight!Look! It's Mr. Malthus, Mother!Hide me out of sight.'This was the cry of ...
Of old, when Scarron his companions invited, Each guest brought his dish, and the feast was united; If our landlord supplies us ...
of ice. Deceptively reserved and flat,it lies "in grandeur and in mass"beneath a sea of shifting snow-dunes;dots of cyclamen-red and ...
The burghers six of Calais,True were they and brave;To save their fellow-townsmenTheir lives they freely gave.Will ye hear their story?Come ...
A maiden from the Bosphorus,With eyes as bright as phosphorus,Once wed the wealthy bailiffOf the caliphOf Kelat.Though diligent and zealous, ...
Seven days accomplished,--unto Pharaoh's court The sons of Amram went; by Voice Divine Commanded; and, in presence of the king, ...
A lamentable Song of the Death of King Leir and his Three Daughters. To the tune of When flying Fame.King ...
You sober-minded christians now draw near,Labour to learn these pious lessons here;For by the same you will be taught to ...
The age proceeds along its iron path,All hearts a brim with greed; and every hourOur common dreams grow ever more ...
Get to understand the lad--He's not eager to be bad;If the right he always knew,He would be as old as ...
Agents of his glory, God has used others, outsiders in the telling of the story of the people the chosen ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
When darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer, then I find The ...
1. I am thirty this November. You are still small, in your fourth year. We stand watching the yellow leaves ...
Striding through the gates of learning, Wrapped warmly in her black abaya, Modestly cloaked head to toe, Not a hair ...
My eldest sister arrived home that morning In her white muslin evening dress. 'Who the hell do you think you ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
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