In Memoriam: Nicol Drysdale Stenhouse (Henry Kendall Poems)
SHALL he, on whom the fair lord, Delphicus, Turned gracious eyes and countenance of shine,Be left to lie without a wreath ...
SHALL he, on whom the fair lord, Delphicus, Turned gracious eyes and countenance of shine,Be left to lie without a wreath ...
I.Man's inhumanity to Man! Oh hideous tale to tell,—What cheek unblanch'd can calmly scan Those characters of hell?What pen, what poet, dares ...
From the recesses of a lowly spiritMy humble prayer ascends—O Father! hear it!Upsoaring on the wings of fear and meekness, Forgive ...
Encompassed by the psalm of hill and stream,By hymns august with their majestic theme,Here in the evening of exalted daysTo ...
SHE hath no beauty in her face,Unless the chastened sweetness thereAnd meek long-suffering yield a graceTo make her mournful features ...
Spirit Divine! Eternal! Holy Dove!These sacred fruits are thine,—peace, joy, and love,Even peace with heaven, and peace on earth; a ...
'Among many nations was there no King like him.' -Nehemiah, xiii, 26. 'Know ye not that there is a ...
And is not love in vain, Torture enough without a living tomb? ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
September: 1643Sweet air and fresh; glades yet unsear'd by handOf Midas-finger'd Autumn, massy-green;Bird-haunted nooks between,Where feathery ferns, a fairy palmglove, ...
He had been with the Indians all the day, But sat with us at eve,Chatting and laughing in his genial ...
SUMMER in all! deep summer in the pines,And summer in the music on the sands,And summer where the sea-flowers rise ...
(_The Cry of the Modern_) World-sorrow have I known, like unto God. Nothing there is of pain but echoes down ...
Oh, it was a merry, gladsome day, When the April Fool met the Queen of May; She had roguish eyes ...
My darling's brow is classic, low and wide, A forehead Grecian Helen might have kissed, In envious homage that her ...
name meaning thread weaver or duck (these may be guesses from obscurity) ten-year faithful wife whilst her husband was gallivanting ...
"Lights out" along the land, "Lights out" upon the sea. The night must put her hiding hand O'er peaceful towns ...
It happened by Bretton Wood (although that wasn't it's real name) and I recall a clear, grey dawn and the ...
In your arms was still delight, Quiet as a street at night; And thoughts of you, I do remember, Were ...
Every day I bear a burden, and I bear this calamity for a purpose: I bear the discomfort of cold ...
Oh when I think of my long-suffering race, For weary centuries despised, oppressed, Enslaved and lynched, denied a human place ...
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