Dover To Munich (Charles Stuart Calverley Poems)
Farewell, farewell! Before our prow Leaps in white foam the noisy channel,A tourist's cap is on my brow, My legs ...
Farewell, farewell! Before our prow Leaps in white foam the noisy channel,A tourist's cap is on my brow, My legs ...
XXIVIf one voice, not another, must speak first, out of the silence, the stillness, the preceding- speaking clearly, speaking slowly, ...
'Or How the Brigadier Got the Order of the Nile and the Servian White Eagle'"I write that he who reads ...
boss i wentand interviewed the mummyof the egyptian pharaohin the metropolitan museumas you bade me to dowhat homy regal leatherfacesays ...
A duty done ... What else was there to do? A simple matter; and as simply solved.His straight young mind ...
The wild sea-armies led by the wind Are following in our wake,White-crested shouting millions moving on. They have broken ...
Now, moving in, cartons on the floor, the radio playing to bare walls, picture hooks left stranded in the unsoiled ...
Our story from the beginning more than a myth a truth from God ordering of the whole world Our place ...
Though made in the image of God we are not gods on this earth stewards only of the creation not ...
Growing, changing, maturing in our lives, in our faith drawing the living water into our waking breath ordering our steps, ...
The sun began to shine the petals unfurled precise order, sequence regimented, controlled synchronized blooming set down in the genetic ...
Seven descended on the table Away from the crowd He sat in the middle, Back to the wall Surveying the ...
1 am peering through blackness 2 am i feel your heart pounding 3 am your fingers running up my spine ...
The Master stood upon the mount, and taught. He saw a fire in his disciples' eyes; 'The old law', they ...
So beautiful--God himself quailed at her approach: the long body curved like the horizon. Why had he made her so? ...
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy. Why lovest thou ...
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy. Why lov'st thou ...
Tomatoes rosy as perfect baby's buttocks, eggplants glossy as waxed fenders, purple neon flawless glistening peppers, pole beans fecund and ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
On the stiff twig up there Hunches a wet black rook Arranging and rearranging its feathers in the rain. I ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
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