The Two-Sided Man (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Much I owe to the Lands that grew-- More to the Lives that fed-- But most to Allah Who gave ...
Much I owe to the Lands that grew-- More to the Lives that fed-- But most to Allah Who gave ...
The Atlantic is a stormy moat; and the Mediterranean, The blue pool in the old garden, More than five thousand ...
(at a Cathedral Service) THAT from this bright believing band An outcast I should be, That faiths by which my ...
Breathe not, hid Heart: cease silently, And though thy birth-hour beckons thee, Sleep the long sleep: The Doomsters heap Travails ...
18 if you want a revolution attack symbols not systems - the simple forms that (blithely) give the truth away ...
All of us needing to join them in prayer all of the people praying near the squares No matter our ...
Reconciling concepts of God the unity of the God of Abraham, the God of Jesus, the way, the truth, the ...
Other faiths, our traditions understanding them, spending time with them, lessons we can all learn we are walking, in their ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
The Master stood upon the mount, and taught. He saw a fire in his disciples' eyes; 'The old law', they ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
THE world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds ...
He Lift up the veils that darken the delicate moon of thy glory and grace, Withhold not, O love, from ...
He watched the old movie unfold, The head-covered man bashing his van into a building, Nodding his head: 'Yes another ...
Come back to me, little dancing feet that roam the wide world o'er, I long for the lilt of your ...
Inscribed to the Memory of John Keats. Dear uplands, Chester's favorable fields, My large unjealous Loves, many yet one -- ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
Since I don't know who will be reading this or even if it will be read, I must invent someone ...
The Youth speaks: -: "Why do you seek the sun In your bubble-crown ascending? Your chariot ...
Think not that incense-smoke has had its day. My friends, the incense-time has but begun. Creed upon creed, cult upon ...
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