A PANEGYRIC TO SIR LEWIS PEMBERTON (Robert Herrick Poem)
Till I shall come again, let this suffice, I send my salt, my sacrifice To thee, thy lady, younglings, and ...
Till I shall come again, let this suffice, I send my salt, my sacrifice To thee, thy lady, younglings, and ...
TO THE HONOURED MR ENDYMION PORTER, GROOM OF THE BED-CHAMBER TO HIS MAJESTY Sweet country life, to such unknown, Whose ...
There, in the corner, staring at his drink. The cap juts like a gantry's crossbeam, Cowling plated forehead and sledgehead ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
ever may I be able to proclaim my clay still wet still sitting on the potter's wheel feeling the touch ...
In his humbleness his kingship in servanthood his greatness, his love in his healing, preaching his fulfillment, all law and ...
Around the cross of Christ glowing, illumined in candlelight tired from our work but joy in our hearts Speaking in ...
A change to our path remembering we are not of this place merely refugees, travelers trying to find our way ...
While made of the earth our bodies of simple clay made of heaven the spirit, live from away part of ...
Made human, our lives here on earth while made for heaven at the end of these days refugees, foreigners each ...
Praying, in the quiet of my heart my clay, giving myself my heart, my all becoming a vessel worthy for ...
DIVERTING in extreme there is a play, Which oft resumes its fascinating sway; Delights the sex, or ugly, fair, or ...
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Her Losses make our Gains ashamed -- She bore Life's empty Pack As gallantly as if the East Were swinging ...
Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? Not Death -- for who is He? The Porter of my Father's Lodge As ...
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
But my Hiawatha's patience, His politeness and his patience, Unaccountably had vanished, And he left that happy party. Neither did ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation ...
Was it worth keeping the Halt open, We thought as we looked at the sky Red through the spread of ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
During the father's walkingâ?"how he look down by now in soft boards, Henry, pass and what he feel or no, ...
Departure At last, I'm leaving the familiar roof! I'm undeterred by rain and wind. This presentation should be quite a ...
WE cam na here to view your warks, In hopes to be mair wise, But only, lest we gang to ...
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
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