A Modern Apostle III (Constance Naden Poems)
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
The Survival Of The Gods1 TwilightThe gods of Nature abdicateWhen man intrudes too far:The Dryad leaves her woodland state,And ...
O good old Year! this night's your last.And must you go? With you I've passedSome days that bear revision.For these ...
Ebbs and flows the restless river In the city streetWhere the great nerve centres quiver, Where the pulses ...
Purged, with the life they left, of allThat makes life paltry and mean and small,In their new dedication chargedWith something ...
There are not many sins when once we sift them.In actions of evolving human soulsStriving to reach high goalsAnd falling ...
I work upon the line to-day, The rails on either side of me,But all my fancies wing their way, Like ...
EVOLVING, changing, onwards still we press-- We must advance, invent, construct, possess; No matter what a price we ...
In those days the oatfields' fenced-in vats of running platinum, the yellower alloy of wheat and barley, whose end, however ...
I sat by night and read the Book,Till doubt was mingled with my look,And dimness lay before my eyes,As mists ...
Frame within frame, the evolving conversation is dancelike, as though two could play at improvising snowflakes' six-feather-vaned evanescence, no two ...
I saw my soul a traveller through Time; From life to life the cosmic ways it trod, Obscure ...
Lead us, Evolution, lead us Up the future's endless stair; Chop us, change us, prod us, weed us. For stagnation ...
There was an apple tree in the yard -- this would have been forty years ago -- behind, only meadows. ...
the potter moving, his hands, body drawing the clay pulling the clay from the inert earth life in the dance ...
Over the days, the journey of Advent the nativity evolving, the scene coming into focus beginning with the couple, expectant ...
They each evoked, spoke of, shared a sense of a shared journey, we all are on together finding our way ...
A rhododendron bush after the ice storm evolving marvels leaves of ice mirror echoes of the green below separating, new ...
Before my drift-wood fire I sit, And see, with every waif I burn, Old dreams and fancies coloring it, And ...
Purged, with the life they left, of all That makes life paltry and mean and small, In their new dedication ...
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