The Conflict For Civil Rights (Henry McNeal Turner Poems)
I.A Golden House on golden columns raised,In redly tinted skies bespangled blazed;With opening doors diffused a gladsome light,And glorious gleams ...
I.A Golden House on golden columns raised,In redly tinted skies bespangled blazed;With opening doors diffused a gladsome light,And glorious gleams ...
Our vows are heard betimes, and heaven takes careTo grant, before we can conclude the prayer;Preventing angels met it half ...
Now with a general peace the world was blest,While ours, a world divided from the rest,A dreadful quiet felt, and ...
A Caution to all against a Legal Spirit; especially to those that have a Profession without Power, and Learning without ...
She's gone! The Beauty of our Isle is fled; Our Joy cut off, the Great MARIA dead. We faint beneath the Stroak ...
The salt of the earth--what a meaningful phrase From the lips of the Saviour, and one that conveys A sense of the ...
AS Celia, who a coquette was,O'er fading charms lamented,She frown'd upon her looking-glass,And thus her spleen she vented."Thou silly, stupid, ...
SAID a beau to his friend, who resides on Brook Green,"Oh, Charles! near your house I've a new beauty seen!Her ...
Betwixt the saddle and the groundWas mercy sought and mercy found.Yea, in the twinkling of an eye,He cried; and Thou ...
How much, preventing God! how much I oweTo the defenses thou hast round me set:Example, custom, fear, occasional slow,These scorned ...
The HumiliationThe Summary of the Poem.Theophila, or Divine Love, ascends to her Belov'd by three Degrees. By Humilitie, by Zeal, ...
All night in slumber deep the armies lay: But, while the eastern sky with first faint beam Yet dimly reddened; ...
The sun hath set; the outworn armies sleep: But, in Arbaces' tent, by summons called For counsel secret on things ...
THE WAGER.Counter and Clubb were men in trade, whose pains,Credit, and prudence, brought them constant gains;Partners and punctual, every friend ...
Ask not the Cause why all the tuneful Swains, Who us'd to fill the Vales with tender Strains, In deep ...
The rising sun complies with our weak sight, First gilds the clouds, then shows his globe of light At such ...
What fruits they have, and how heaven smilesUpon those late-discovered isles.Aid me, Bellona, while the dreadful fightBetwixt a nation and ...
Afield at dusk What things for dream there are when specter-like, Moving amond tall haycocks lightly piled, I enter alone ...
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound, Cries, ``Boatman, do not tarry! And I'll give thee a silver pound To row ...
The voice of a dead poet calling out from his grave asking me to follow his visions. Once a spirit ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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