A Thunderstorm (Archibald Lampman Poems)
A moment the wild swallows like a flight Of withered gust-caught leaves, serenely high, Toss in the windrack ...
A moment the wild swallows like a flight Of withered gust-caught leaves, serenely high, Toss in the windrack ...
Last night I dreamed that I was come againUnto the house where my beloved dwellsAfter long years of wandering and ...
February, bitter February,Month of hope withheld and promise vain,Drenching, under fickle smiles, the unwaryEarth with devastating rain.Ere the limes with ...
I met my mates in the morning (and oh, but I am old!) Where roaring on the ledges the summer ...
yesterday the man was pleased the sun sat in the tree and all upon the land held to the harmony ...
Called with Christ laying down our lives sacrificing for all taking up the up the will of God washing over ...
Out of our silence out of our stillness God speaking to us infusing our hearts Living water raining upon us ...
Hope in this season the days number, counted down leading to the star, to the angels the shepherds, his holy ...
Hope overflowing drenching the planet may we share this vision for all our tomorrows Washed in these waters love overflowing ...
May they ever be the water flowing streams flowing all over the world May we share with our brothers our ...
We are the created he is the master we are of clay he is eternal Only one God the creator ...
Into the community of believers joining the long tradition begun with Jesus in the Jordan falling into the flowing river ...
Smell of rich soil, wet from the drenching rains, weeds yield to my gentle tug beds of shimmering color, the ...
Ears Revel oh they sure do at the utter joy in her war cry charging into battle bucket in hand ...
Oh it was fun to have a place where you could actually do it say, "I'll have the Usual" and ...
The first speaker said Fear fire. Fear furnaces Incinerators, the city dump The faint scratch of a match. The second ...
When the black herds of the rain were grazing, In the gap of the pure cold wind And the watery ...
SOMEWHERE you and I remember we came. Stairways from the sea and our heads dripping. Ladders of dust and mud ...
WHEN fragrant gales and summer show'rs Call'd forth the sweetly scented flow'rs; When ripen'd sheaves of golden grain, Strew'd their ...
UPON a garden's perfum'd bed With various gaudy colours spread, Beneath the shelter of a ROSE A BUTTERFLY had sought ...
Better that every fiber crack and fury make head, blood drenching vivid couch, carpet, floor and the snake-figured almanac vouching ...
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