Neighbour Peter’s Mare (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
Cou'd we stop the time that's flying Or recall itt when 'tis past Put far off the day of Dying ...
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise ...
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Phoebus, arise! And paint the sable skies With azure, white, and red: Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed That ...
He climbed toward the blinding light and when his eyes adjusted he looked down and could see his fellow prisoners ...
Today the Masons are auctioning their discarded pomp: a trunk of turbans, gemmed and ostrich-plumed, and operetta costumes labeled inside ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
"Christ of the Andes," Christ of Everywhere, Great lover of the hills, the open air, And patient lover of impatient ...
The Missing All -- prevented Me From missing minor Things. If nothing larger than a World's Departure from a Hinge ...
Their Height in Heaven comforts not -- Their Glory -- nought to me -- 'Twas best imperfect -- as it ...
The Frost of Death was on the Pane -- "Secure your Flower" said he. Like Sailors fighting with a Leak ...
The Court is far away -- No Umpire -- have I -- My Sovereign is offended -- To gain his ...
Renunciation -- is a piercing Virtue -- The letting go A Presence -- for an Expectation -- Not now -- ...
One Blessing had I than the rest So larger to my Eyes That I stopped gauging -- satisfied -- For ...
My Faith is larger than the Hills -- So when the Hills decay -- My Faith must take the Purple ...
Low at my problem bending, Another problem comes -- Larger than mine -- Serener -- Involving statelier sums. I check ...
It troubled me as once I was -- For I was once a Child -- Concluding how an Atom -- ...
I showed her Heights she never saw -- "Would'st Climb," I said? She said -- "Not so" -- "With me ...
He outstripped Time with but a Bout, He outstripped Stars and Sun And then, unjaded, challenged God In presence of ...
Except the smaller size No lives are round -- These -- hurry to a sphere And show and end -- ...
All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness -- 'Tis Economy To bestow a World ...
'Tis good -- the looking back on Grief -- To re-endure a Day -- We thought the Mighty Funeral -- ...
The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea -- Forgets her own locality -- As I -- toward Thee -- She ...
We grow accustomed to the Dark -- When light is put away -- As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp ...
I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, Eyes -- I wonder if It weighs like Mine -- Or ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
Ronald Hi Khong Wong is gone, sadly he deceased the commencement of this week. It wasn't unexpected. He never contradicted ...
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