The Waiting Soul (William Cowper Poem)
Breathe from the gentle south, O Lord, And cheer me from the north; Blow on the treasures of thy word, ...
Breathe from the gentle south, O Lord, And cheer me from the north; Blow on the treasures of thy word, ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The ladye she stood at her lattice high, Wi' her doggie at her feet; Thorough the lattice she can spy ...
Inscribed to a Dear Child: In Memory of Golden Summer Hours And Whispers of a Summer Sea Girt with a ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
How sweet and pleasant grows the way Through summer time again While Landrails call from day to day Amid the ...
As sure as prehistoric fish grew legs and sauntered off the beaches into forests working up some irregular verbs for ...
A man on his own in a car Is revenging himself on his wife; He open the throttle and bubbles ...
Kind o'er the kinderbank leans my Myfanwy, White o'er the playpen the sheen of her dress, Fresh from the bathroom ...
Last Easter Jim put on his blue Frock cwoat, the vu'st time-vier new; Wi' yollow buttons all o' brass, That ...
The great millennium is at hand. Redder apples grow on the tree. A saxophone is in ev'ry band. Brandy no ...
Last Easter Jim put on his blue Frock cwoat, the vu'st time-vier new; Wi' yollow buttons all o' brass, That ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
When Death to either shall come,- I pray it be first to me,- Be happy as ever at home, If ...
As though the mercury's under its tongue, it won't talk. As though with the mercury in its sphincter, immobile, by ...
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
THIS last denial of my faith, Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard; And, though upon my bed of death, I call ...
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
"O day! he cannot die When thou so fair art shining! O Sun, in such a glorious sky, So tranquilly ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
There was a damned successful Poet; There was a Woman like the Sun. And they were dead. They did not ...
How can we find? how can we rest? how can We, being gods, win joy, or peace, being man? We, ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
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