A Commonplace Day (Thomas Hardy Poem)
The day is turning ghost, And scuttles from the kalendar in fits and furtively, To join the anonymous host Of ...
The day is turning ghost, And scuttles from the kalendar in fits and furtively, To join the anonymous host Of ...
When the wasting embers redden the chimney-breast, And Life's bare pathway looms like a desert track to me, And from ...
Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. "Now they are all on their knees," An elder said as we sat ...
Stirs its ashes and embers, its burnt sticks An eye powdered over, half melted and solid again Ponders Ideas that ...
Set afire the Spirit the Spirit of Love the burning embers planted in our hearts Set afire the Spirit the ...
Like the prodigal like the sheep that was lost embers dying apart from the fire metal becoming dull away from ...
Words of motivation fuel for the embers fanning the flames of passion sparking my fire Words to share growing bigger ...
A question, not a command from God to which he was quick to answer burned by the embers made clean, ...
Like a single ember growing cold, dark left alone, outside the fire So was the brother, one of the cats ...
Deep within the very essence choosing love aglow ever within the embers of my soul burning ever when we are ...
Wesley's description, his conversion an appropriate thought on Pentecost morn' Strangely warmed, so they must have been flames of fire, ...
The smoldering embers the planting of the law, the teachings your holy word, your hands forming each of us deep ...
The flames, the fire of the Spirit burning within us, embers, seeds, planted deep within the breath of God blowing ...
Alone dying, the heat, the light failing embers, burning together, gathering, sharing building on the heat, the passion, the belief, ...
Carrying the hope, the message, the joy knowing God, His grace, inside of us Marked by the savior, the creator, ...
Sitting still, quiet, alone, in the living room of my boyhood alone with my thoughts after the Christmas day watching ...
O Man! what Inspiration was thy Guide, Who taught thee Light and Air thus to divide; To let in all ...
The fire of love was burning, yet so low That in the dark we scarce could see its rays, And ...
The smouldering embers blush -- Oh Hearts within the Coal Hast thou survived so many years? The smouldering embers smile ...
Long Years apart -- can make no Breach a second cannot fill -- The absence of the Witch does not ...
Awakening in the twenty four hour embrace of a few moments sleep, where half a lifetime eludes dreams; and feeling ...
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
To the tune of "Bodhisattva Aliens" Soft breezes, mild sunshine, spring is still young. The sudden change of the light ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
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