On Being Human (C. S. Lewis Poem)
Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence Behold the Forms of nature. They discern Unerringly the Archtypes, all the verities ...
Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence Behold the Forms of nature. They discern Unerringly the Archtypes, all the verities ...
THE sun had wheeled from Grey's to Dammer's Crest, And still I mused on that Thing imminent: At length I ...
Where once we danced, where once we sang, Gentlemen, The floors are sunken, cobwebs hang, And cracks creep; worms have ...
A STURGEON, once, a glutton famed was led To have for supper--all, except the head. With wond'rous glee he feasted ...
To the right, the sky, to the left, the sea. And before your eyes, the grass and its flowers. A ...
Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant -- ...
There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain -- 'Tis Pain's Successor -- When the Soul Has ...
The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer's Day -- ...
The spry Arms of the Wind If I could crawl between I have an errand imminent To an adjoining Zone ...
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad, when rosy limbs and sweat entwine; But rapture drowns the sense and self, ...
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad, when rosy limbs and sweat entwine; But rapture drowns the sense and self, ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Four days the earth was rent and torn By bursting steel, The houses fell about us; Three nights we dared ...
I saw by looking in his eyes That they remembered everything; And this was how I came to know That ...
I All you that are enamored of my name And least intent on what most I require, Beware; for my ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
Halted against the shade of a last hill, They fed, and, lying easy, were at ease And, finding comfortable chests ...
Oh, not the loss of the accomplished thing! Not dumb farewells, nor long relinquishment Of beauty had, and golden summer ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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