The Maid-Martyr (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
Not on one plane indeviable, the soulMakes way, but moonlike waveringly as thoughNot to advance for a time content; the ...
Flood.See Deluge.-- Eridanus supreme of FloodsRush'd thro' the Forests, tore the lofty Woods,And rolling onward with a sweepy Sway,Bore Houses, ...
Here is the temple he builded, he, Harold, the bravest of Saxons.Somewhere near it he lies, where once rose the ...
EDWARD SHORE.Genius! thou gift of Heav'n! thou light divine!Amid what dangers art thou doom'd to shine!Oft will the body's weakness ...
PART IIt is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
As on a holiday, when a farmer Goes out to look at ...
Things of great worth shall come to passBy true foreknowledge and in fact,-Names worthier than mine in fameAnd words which ...
The prescience, the foreknowledge allowing evil to profit so were the words of the Messiah before the meal in the ...
Slide, fall into the realm the inky stillness after restless days Wake, fitfully Scraps of memory or Technicolor show Prescience ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
An old man cocked his car upon a bridge; He and his friend, their faces to the South, Had trod ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
We who travel between worlds lose our muscle and bone. I was wheeling a barrow of earth when agony bayoneted ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
In Havana in 1948 I ate fried dog believing it was Peking duck. Later, in Tampa I bunked with an ...
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