In That Dark Silent Hour (John Freeman Poems)
In that dark silent hourWhen the wind wants power,And in the black heightThe sky wants light,Stirless and blackIn utter lack,And ...
In that dark silent hourWhen the wind wants power,And in the black heightThe sky wants light,Stirless and blackIn utter lack,And ...
You promise heavens free from strife,Pure truth, and perfect change of will;But sweet, sweet is this human life,So sweet, I ...
URBINO.Per croce e grazia. God's grace, the cross, our troubles multiplied, Will make us meet in heaven, full well I know: Yet ere ...
Frustra timet qui sperat nihil. Tush hang it haue at all (sayes Curio) Comes not deuze ace, asloone as six & three? Who would ...
Across the seaCome homeward shipsWith freight of boys.And still must weForgo the joysOf meeting lips. (Lesbia Harford)
THE VANITIE OF THE VVORLD The Disincantation.ARGUMENT. Crispulus hic, nulli Nugarum Laude secundus, Cui Mens Lucis inops, Stulta Ruina Dom?s; ...
PLATE IRixa super meroThey sat by their wine in the tavern that night,But not in good fellowship true:The Rhenish was ...
?neas read what Dido wrote, And sent her this replie;And sought to cure the curelesse wound,Which Dido made to die.When ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
Lord, Thou hast given unto us a land. In Thy beneficence Thou has ordainedThat we should hold a country ...
Muse! Rise, and plume thy Feet, and let's convers This Mor'n together: Let's rehers Last Evening's Sweets; and run one ...
Let not these thoughts torment you: I alas!In low ignoble poverty shall passMy wretched days, and unregarded lieBuried alive, in ...
I. FRIENDS of faces unknown and a land Unvisited over the sea, Who tell me how lonely you stand ...
A debtor to mercy alone, of covenant mercy I sing;Nor fear, with Thy righteousness on, my person and off'ring to ...
Yet, gentle shade! whether thou now does rove,Thro' some blest vale, or ever verdant grove,One moment listen to my grief ...
Think about these people the ones they care for the stories they are telling their crying out Not as strangers ...
Make your daily monument the Ego, use a masochist's epistemology of shame and dog-eared certainty that others less exacting might ...
O God, where does this tend-these struggling aims? What would I have? What is this 'sleep', which seems To bound ...
I. FRIENDS of faces unknown and a land Unvisited over the sea, Who tell me how lonely you stand With ...
A cursing rogue with a merry face, A bundle of rags upon a crutch, Stumbled upon that windy place Called ...
Give me life at its most garish Friday night in the Square, pink sequins dazzle And dance on clubbers bare ...
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