Advice To A Sinner, To Come To Christ (Rees Prichard Poems)
COME, thou vile wretch, thou veteran in sin,With faith and tears, come to the Son of God!'Tis He, the Son ...
COME, thou vile wretch, thou veteran in sin,With faith and tears, come to the Son of God!'Tis He, the Son ...
On the Opening of the Castle as a Permanent Art Museum.Throw back the gates of time!See, on this rock sublime,The ...
IN A STRANGE LAND.By an unnamed river-anchorage have we raised a shrine to Apollo. If these strange winds cool the ...
"I see a people scattered like a flock,Some royal mastiff panting at their heelsWith all the savage thirst a tiger ...
On Tampa's hights gray rose the battlements:A summer's day had gone out in the west;The conflagration in the elementsWas ended, ...
Sing muse! of Saville and the direful dayWhen beauty fell, to ruthless hands a prey;And life a sacrifice to savage ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
OH , soft and sweet the evening sunWas gleaming o'er the meadows green,The ploughman's weary task was done,And peaceful was ...
The lovely things that I have watched unthinking,Unknowing, day by day,That their soft dyes have steeped my soul in colourThat ...
Up from the prairie and through the pines,Over your struggling headboard linesWinds of the West go by.You must love them, ...
A whisper flies to the empty sleevePinned on the braidless coatAnd a rumor bushes the scarred young cheek.of a man ...
I saw the beauty go,The beauty that, in a streamFlowed through the breadth of the landLike the fenceless foot of ...
How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, ...
We've drunk to the Queen -- God bless her! -- We've drunk to our mothers' land; We've drunk to our ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices Which, bawled by boys from mile to mile, Spreads its curious opinion To ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
There is a fenceless garden overgrown With buds and blossoms and all sorts of leaves; And once, among the roses ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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