The Streams (John Kenyon Poems)
Two streams there were, two streams from separate founts, Both beautiful to see, and one-most holy; (From Siloa this, and this from ...
Two streams there were, two streams from separate founts, Both beautiful to see, and one-most holy; (From Siloa this, and this from ...
IN my country laid in ruins, where the wrecks of churches, thrones,Grand buildings, crowns and palaces upon the ground are ...
A fairy thing was Milly when She blest my wondering sight;I ne'er shall meet her match again-- A maid so gaily bright.Her ...
Well has the world been named the World,-- From its whirlpool heart of worrying thingsOn circling tides incessantly curl'd And hurried around ...
How sweet the summer morning's blush, The noontide's ripening glow,The gloaming's shadows o'er the path Where happy lovers go,The lakelet's ...
"Who Goes Daily Past My Windows Singing THOU happiest thing alive, Anomaly of earth! If sound thy lineage give, ...
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