The March Of Freedom (Ernest Jones Poems)
The nations are all calling To and fro, from strand to strand;Uniting in one army The slaves of ...
The nations are all calling To and fro, from strand to strand;Uniting in one army The slaves of ...
Aloft upon an old basaltic crag,Which, scalped by keen winds that defend the Pole,Gazes with dead face on the seas ...
O Distinct Lady of my unkempt adoration if I have made a fragile curtain song under the window of your ...
Darkly, between two worlds, Darkly, impeded; What it might joy at Not seen as needed. Such winsome coils in a ...
I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind,Am urged by your propinquity ...
751My Worthiness is all my Doubt-His Merit-all my fear-Contrasting which, my qualityDo lowlier-appear-Lest I should insufficient proveFor His beloved Need-The ...
773Deprived of other Banquet,I entertained Myself-At first-a scant nutrition-An insufficient Loaf-But grown by slender addingsTo so esteemed a size'Tis sumptuous ...
I stood before the congregation knowing the financial crunch the hard work, done by so many for so many years, ...
Panic fills my chest Angry that I didn't find time That my life got in the way Ever present, tantalizing, ...
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty -- unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony Till Hurricane ...
My Worthiness is all my Doubt -- His Merit -- all my fear -- Contrasting which, my quality Do lowlier ...
Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself -- At first -- a scant nutrition -- An insufficient Loaf -- But ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
WITH stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right That music of my nature, day and ...
I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night With open ...
Self-righteousness insufficient. "Where are the mourners," saith the Lord, "That wait and tremble at my word, That walk in darkness ...
I We thrill too strangely at the master's touch; We shrink too sadly from the larger self Which for its ...
A melanholy face Charles Carville had, But not so melancholy as it seemed, When once you knew him, for his ...
XLI I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind, Am urged by ...
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