The Condemned (C. S. Lewis Poem)
There is a wildness still in England that will not feed In cages; it shrinks away from the touch of ...
There is a wildness still in England that will not feed In cages; it shrinks away from the touch of ...
Jack Denver died on Talbragar when Christmas Eve began, And there was sorrow round the place, for Denver was a ...
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? I will declare thy name unto my brethren.. Psalm 102 OK. ...
Despite the noon sun shimmering on Court Street, each day I leave my desk, and window-shop, waste time, and use ...
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then! I'm mad and disgusted With ...
By his life, what he did in the sacrifice he made for us through the lessons that he taught teaching ...
A morning to celebrate our week of worship coming to a close in the sanctuary little hearts touched by the ...
We were all watching her lead joining her hands, her voice rising as we gained confidence the love of God, ...
A groundswell of justice, of caring comes from changing the winds giving new direction for the weathervanes politicians with their ...
WHO dat knockin' at de do'? Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho! Come in, Ike. I's mighty glad You ...
Britannia needs no Boulevards, No spaces wide and gay: Her march was through the crooked streets Along the narrow way. ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
"DON'T they consult the 'Victims,' though?" I said. "They should, by rights, Give them a chance - because, you know, ...
As sure as prehistoric fish grew legs and sauntered off the beaches into forests working up some irregular verbs for ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
A Thurn Among them marble where the man may lie lie chieftains grand in final phase, or pause, 'O rare ...
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo to keep her dentist's appointment and sat and waited for her in ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
It was while we held our races -- Hurdles, sprints and steplechases -- Up in Dandaloo, That a crowd of ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
So, the bank has bust it's boiler! And in six or seven year It will pay me all my money ...
Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly ...
A chaplain in the army, A chaplain in the prisons, An exhorter in Spoon River, Drunk with divinity, Spoon River ...
What did I think, a storm clutching a clarinet and boarding a downtown bus, headed for lessons? I had pieces ...
"She was right. I had to find something new. There was only one thing for it." My mother told it ...
(A Negro Sermon.) Once, in a night as black as ink, She drove him out when he would not drink. ...
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