Sudden Fine Weather (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poem)
Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the ...
Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the ...
A prayer in the community a new heart, if it be God's will a new hope, in his hands still ...
The son alone setting us free unbound by the chains of sin the wages of our disobedience paid by Christ ...
So much of our hesitation our feeling trapped bound in place stuck in our misery unable to move Freed, if ...
The wind comes whispering to me of the country green and cool-- Of redwing blackbirds chattering beside a reedy pool; ...
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed The comet of a season, and I saw The humblest of ...
I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep And its fallen Emanation, the Spectre and its cruel Shadow. ...
I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep And its fallen Emanation, the Spectre and its cruel Shadow. ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
You don't believe -- I won't attempt to make ye: You are asleep -- I won't attempt to wake ye. ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
Mock on, mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau; Mock on, mock on; 'tis all in vain! You throw the sand against the ...
Let Ramah rejoice with Cochineal. Let Gaba rejoice with the Prickly Pear, which the Cochineal feeds on. Let Nebo rejoice ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
Where it says snow read teeth-marks of a virgin Where it says knife read you passed through my bones like ...
I If nature is life, nature is death: It is winter as it is spring: Confusion is variety, variety And ...
On a mountain top above the clouds That streamed like a sea below me I said that peak is the ...
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
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