Hymn For Lammas Day (Ernest Jones Poems)
SHARPEN the sickle! The fields are white, 'Tis the time of the harvest at last;Reapers! be up with the ...
SHARPEN the sickle! The fields are white, 'Tis the time of the harvest at last;Reapers! be up with the ...
As the young millet, by the genial rain Enriched, shoots up luxuriant and tall, So, when we southward marched ...
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow. The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened. Why this ...
For them, the bitterness of death is past ; For us, we know not how our lot is cast, To ...
When first I looked upon the face of PainI shrank repelled, as one shrinks from a foeWho stands with dagger ...
The brook leaps riotous with its life just found, That freshets from the mountain rains have fed, Beats at the ...
Church—doors should still stand open, night and day, Open to all who come for praise or prayer, Laden with gift ...
THAT was the thrush's last good-night, I thought, And heard the soft descent of summer rain In the droop'd garden ...
After you have enriched your soulTo the highest point,With books, thought, suffering, the understanding of many personalities,The power to interpret ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow. The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened. Why this ...
They tell me thou art rich, my country: gold In glittering flood has poured into thy chest; Thy flocks and ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
I Under the Great Comedian's tomb the crowd. A bundle of tempestuous cloud is blown About the sky; where that ...
Purged, with the life they left, of all That makes life paltry and mean and small, In their new dedication ...
I who kept the greenhouse, Lover of trees and flowers, Oft in life saw this umbrageous elm, Measuring its generous ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
After you have enriched your soul To the highest point, With books, thought, suffering, the understanding of many personalities, The ...
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