Truth (Mary Baker Eddy Poems)
Beyond the clouds, away In the dim distance, lay A bright and golden shower At sunset's radiant hour,-- Like to the soul's glad immortality, Making ...
Beyond the clouds, away In the dim distance, lay A bright and golden shower At sunset's radiant hour,-- Like to the soul's glad immortality, Making ...
STRUCK down by Love in cruel mood, That I ever met Love I rued, Bleeding and bruised I lay,Wet was my face ...
HOW still the room is! But a while agoThe sound of sobbing voices vexed my ears,And on my face there ...
They have spent theircontent of simpering,holding their lips thisand that way, windingthe lines betweentheir brows. Old folksallow their bellies to ...
As sinks the sun behind yon alien hillsWhose heather-purple slopes, in glory rolled,Flush all my thought with momentary gold,What pang ...
SO keen, so clear thy genius, that no mistOf subtlest praise can baffle or delayThe lance-like, swift illuminating ray,Wherewith, O ...
In that same moment when at Kohath's gate Paused the bright phantom--chariot,--to the eye Of Sethos, riding moodily alone, Appeared ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
'TWAS night-and where a watery sound Came moaning up the Flat,Six rude and bearded stockmen round Their blazing ...
Young friend! . . . I tries to duck, but miss the bus. 'E sees me first, an' 'as ...
CHORUSSince they are crumbling, turn on the radio,The streets, dogs, god's all assetsEPISODELoosens out of our hands, spills out everythingWe ...
(HIROSHIMA, JAPAN, 1905) Pale sampans up the river glide, With set sails vanishing and slow; In ...
To those who have few ties to bind the soulTo earth, it must be sweet to steal awayGently, from life ...
Some ladies love the jewels in Love's zone,And gold-tipped darts he hath for painless playIn idle scornful hours he flings ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Just as the sun was setting Back of the Western hills Grandfather stood by the window Eating the last of ...
Unstable dream, according to the place, Be steadfast once, or else at least be true. By tasted sweetness make me ...
Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes; ...
1 BROTHER of all, with generous hand, Of thee, pondering on thee, as o'er thy tomb, I and my Soul, ...
The doctor fingers my bruise. "Magnificent," he says, "black at the edges and purple cored." Seated, he spies for clues, ...
Fear not that you might make a mistake in believing your dream. Fear rather that if you don't go for ...
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