Paraphrases From David’s Psalms (Emma Lyon Poems)
Paraphrased From David's Psalms. Psalm XIX.THE arched heavens ere since the birth of timeInstruct the earth, in characters sublime, ...
Paraphrased From David's Psalms. Psalm XIX.THE arched heavens ere since the birth of timeInstruct the earth, in characters sublime, ...
IHow vain is Life! which rightly we compare To flying Posts, that haste away;To Plants, that fade with the declining ...
POWER o' ploughs and clothes-pegs in her, pork and beans for ev'ry sinner, Pork and beans for captain's dinner --Pass ...
The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the ...
How, to thy Sacred Memory, shall I bring (Worthy thy Fame) a grateful Offering? I, who by Toils of Sickness, ...
Trees standing in rain; Footfalls on the pavement, feet crushing leaves; A little girl leaving her house; The moon, barely ...
Sleepmonger,deathmonger,with capsules in my palms each night,eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottlesI make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.I'm ...
ON THE DESIGN OF HIS SERIES OF PICTURES PAINTED FOR THE SOCIETY INSTITUTEDFOR THE PROMOTING ARTS ANDMANUFACTURES. O Thou, who ...
I'd like to have a hut in the wild forest density, Made of firewood and a forest's scarcity.Hanged high among ...
'TIS Meditation that delights to dwell In deep seclusion; silently to roam,Oft list'ning thoughtful to the distant knell, ...
Playing on Sixth AvenueHere's to you, brave Hurdy-gurdy,Grinding out your happy tuneWhile the traffic round you rumbles,In the city's Summer ...
(For S. M. L.) I like to look at the blossomy track of the moon upon the sea, But it ...
The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the light, the ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
To: WBY Walking up your life girdle you may then get tired or just need to look down to see ...
Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements ...
Ye lovers of the picturesque, if ye wish to drown your grief, Take my advice, and visit the ancient town ...
Oh, mighty city of New York, you are wonderful to behold-- Your buildings are magnificent-- the truth be it told-- ...
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
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