Milton (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Lover of beauty, walking on the height Of pure philosophy and tranquil song; Born to behold the visions that ...
I Lover of beauty, walking on the height Of pure philosophy and tranquil song; Born to behold the visions that ...
Thou warden of the western gate, above Manhatten Bay, The fogs of doubt that hid thy face are driven clean ...
The Frost of Death was on the Pane -- "Secure your Flower" said he. Like Sailors fighting with a Leak ...
'Twas fighting for his Life he was -- That sort accomplish well -- The Ordnance of Vitality Is frugal of ...
Captain AJ Shout, VC, MC, MID (& bar), who died at Gallipoli of wounds and was posthumously awarded the VC, ...
The wind blew out from Bergen, from the dawning to the day There was a wreck of trees, a fall ...
Look at this storm, the idiot, pouring its heart out here, of all places, an industrial suburb on a Sunday, ...
Golden haired and golden hearted I would ever have you be, As you were when last we parted Smiling slow ...
So there you sit. And how much blood was shed That you might sit there. Do such stories bore you? ...
Peoples of the world, together Join to serve the common cause! So it feeds us all for ever See to ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
All or Nothing The final race. the final decision All disgrace or fortune all Either I fall or I stand ...
'Number four-the girl who died on the table- The girl with golden hair-' The purpling body lies on the polished ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you ...
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