In My Poverty (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In emptying myself abandoning guile, the sense of my innate worth empty without you The source of all good even ...
In emptying myself abandoning guile, the sense of my innate worth empty without you The source of all good even ...
The awesome power of God humbling our hearts melting away our guile our confidence in us Restoring us to him ...
Without guile or exception calling out the demons speaking truth even in the face of power Each of us called ...
We, as he was, prayerful hopeful, waiting with a heart ready eager for the calling of the Lord to answer, ...
Our doors open, our hearts without guile our hands welcoming, ushering them in may the sorrowful find comfort, a place ...
In a land of thinkers, of revolutionaries breaking free of an empire, needing their wits their guile, to hide behind ...
Funny how a spider waits lingers motionless for prey to vibrate the strands of the wed, to touch the right ...
He seemed so complacent in the hot August sun on the barrier islands not moving at all basking in the ...
Silence is golden or so the saying goes we see the sparing of hurt in silence Two men, men of ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
NEAR Rome, of yore, close to the Florence road, Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode; Small sums were charged; few ...
When a woman looks up at you with a twist about her eyes, And her brows are half uplifted in ...
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,-- This debt we pay ...
Sweet is the swamp with its secrets, Until we meet a snake; 'Tis then we sigh for houses, And our ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
It sheds a shy solemnity, This lamp in our poor room. O grey and gold amenity, -- Silence and gentle ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters ...
I am standing under the mistletoe, And I smile, but no answering smile replies For her haughty glance bids me ...
When weary with the long day's care, And earthly change from pain to pain, And lost and ready to despair, ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
During the father's walkingâ?"how he look down by now in soft boards, Henry, pass and what he feel or no, ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
FAREWEEL to a' our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory; Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name, Sae fam'd in martial ...
Fareweel to a' our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory; Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name, Sae famed in martial ...
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