Continually Filled (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Replenished, renewed continually filled by the Spirit that we would be full our cup overflowing our lives full pouring out ...
Poems about pretence (31 Poems)
A Vessel Empty (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
No more pretence stripped bare on my knees as I am, naked a vessel empty my past poured out open, ...
Refilling Our Vessels (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our lives, our bodies like the glove on his hand when we are poured out following our master becoming the ...
As I am poured out I am filled (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Becoming a servant your vessel mad empty turning from the world emptying myself made ready for the outpouring of your ...
The Picture (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
The Hermit (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN Venus and Hypocrisy combine, Oft pranks are played that show a deep design; Men are but men, and friars ...
The Amorous Courtesan (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
The Spleen (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
Home Burial (Robert Frost Poem)
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
To The Pious Memory Of The Accomplished Young Lady Mrs. Anne Killigrew (John Dryden Poem)
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Ode (John Dryden Poem)
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Mac Flecknoe (John Dryden Poem)
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
Out of The Annexe (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It grew out of the Annexe and our Corps in a world at peace while our army trained, magnificent in ...
Not Works (William Cowper Poem)
Grace, triumphant in the throne, Scorns a rival, reigns alone; Come and bow beneath her sway; Cast your idol works ...
Fit the Fourth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Hunting The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow. "If only you'd spoken before! It's excessively awkward to mention ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO II ( Hys Fyve Rules ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said, "I'm setting you a riddle - Is - if your Victim be ...
Prologue (Lewis Carroll Poem)
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
In autumn moonlight, when the white air wan (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
In autumn moonlight, when the white air wan Is fragrant in the wake of summer hence, 'Tis sweet to sit ...
To Eliza (Lord Byron Poem)
Eliza, what fools are the Mussulman sect, Who to woman deny the soul's future existence! Could they see thee, Eliza, ...
The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
To the Memory of Mrs. Lefroy who died Dec:r 16 — my Birthday. (Jane Austen Poem)
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
Helen of Troy Does Countertop Dancing (Margaret Atwood Poem)
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
60. Epistle on J. Lapraik (Robert Burns Poems)
WHILE briers an' woodbines budding green, An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, An' morning poussie whiddin seen, Inspire my muse, ...
50. Another on the said Occasion (Robert Burns Poems)
ONE Queen Artemisia, as old stories tell, When deprived of her husband she loved so well, In respect for the ...
280. The Kirk of Scotland’s Alarm: A Ballad (Robert Burns Poems)
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...