The Prophecy Of St. Oran: Part II (Mathilde Blind Poems)
I.THERE was a windless mere, on whose smooth breastA little island, flushed with purple bloom,Lay gently cradled like a moorhen's ...
I.THERE was a windless mere, on whose smooth breastA little island, flushed with purple bloom,Lay gently cradled like a moorhen's ...
Light my lone passage thro' this vale of life,And raise the seige of Care! This silent hourTo thee is sacred, ...
Round Rajagriha five fair hills arose,Guarding King Bimbas?ra's sylvan town:Baibh?ra green with lemon-grass and palms;Bipulla, at whose foot thin SarsutiSteals ...
I have travelled in many countries, hard to travel in,And got no result;Giving up pride of birth and position,I have ...
Onward he passed, Exceeding sorrowful, seeing how men Fear so to die they are afraid to fear, ...
OH, listen, for my soul can bear no more; I crave not pardon; that I cannot win: Yet hear me, ...
The year has lost its leaves again,The world looks old and grim;God folds His robe of glory thus,That we may ...
A LEGEND OF THE WATER-SPRITEIn forest depths, beside a mere,A monk once made his habitation ;Absorbed in penances severe,In fast ...
Calm, sad, secure; behind high convent walls, These watch the sacred lamp, these watch and pray: And it is one ...
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