The Peasant’s Confession (Thomas Hardy Poems)
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
Moving forward in relationship coming closer to God each of us on a journey not done growing yet coming closer ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
Listen, ladies, while I sing The ballad of John Henry King. John Henry was a bachelor, His age was thirty-three ...
Marie Laveau, a colored woman who eventually became known as the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans, often used her knowledge ...
Marie, Incarnate Virtue, Soule and Skin Both pure, whom Death not Life convincd of Sin, Had Daughters like seven Pleiades; ...
"Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold." - From an essay by W. B. Yeats ...
Rosemary has of dolls a dozen, Yet she disdains them all; While Marie Rose, her pauper cousin Has just an ...
They told to Marie Antoinette: "The beggers at your gate Have eyes too sad for tears to wet, And for ...
Marie Vaux of the Painted Lips, And the mouth so mocking gay, A wanton you to the finger-tips, Who break ...
We're taking Marie Toro to her home in Père-La-Chaise; We're taking Marie Toro to her last resting-place. Behold! her hearse ...
Out of the night a crash, A roar, a rampart of light; A flame that leaped like a lash, Searing ...
Oh Julie Claire was very fair, Yet generous as well, And many a lad of metal had A saucy tale ...
(The Dark Side) My mind goes back to Fumin Wood, and how we stuck it out, Eight days of hunger, ...
Living in the earth-deposits of our history Today a backhoe divulged out of a crumbling flank of earth one bottle ...
Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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