Convict Once – Part Second. (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
Preface.Hark, dying mortal, if the Sonnet proveA song of living and immortal love,'Tis then thy grand concern the theme to ...
Deep St. Mary's bell had sounded, And the twelve notes gently rounded Endless chimneys that surrounded My abode in Trinity. (Letter G, Old Court, ...
Though some good folks may take it ill,As trifling with parsonic frill,Thus saith the Lord to Jim and Bill,In admonition ...
NOT for the springing step, the cheek unlined,The bright hair, the sinews undefeated,The vigour unspent, the wealth of days remaining, I ...
IThe sister Hours in circles linked,Daughters of men, of men the mates,Are gone on flow with the day that winked,With ...
YE Children of Man! whose life is a span,Protracted with sorrow from day to day, Naked and featherless, feeble and ...
These days, these times, more focused, more centered, fasting, praying, thinking about You about the path you walked, in that ...
Study, prayers, fasting growth through study, meditation through some sacrifice, some meager change some discipline, holy, drawing us closer to ...
Closer, ever closer, drawn to the cross, to the foot of the cross our savior's burden his suffering, his sacrifice ...
Close to our savior, our brother feeling the yoke, the weight he carried the cross he bore, for me, for ...
Maybe the best way to describe the inauguration the scene of that sea of people, our nation's Mall covered with ...
Change of the outsider, the newcomer, the professor change of the insider, the old hand change of the advocate, the ...
Life was simpler Before Offer Acceptance Revocation Time lapse Counter offer Silence as acceptance Acceptance as mirror image of offer ...
The stupid jerk I'm obsessed with stands so close to me I can feel his breath on my neck and ...
I struggled through streets of Bricked-up, boarded-up houses, Mostly burned-out, keeping To the middle of the road, Watching the abandoned ...
Stripped you're beginning to float free up through the smoke of brushfires and incinerators the unleafed branches won't hold you ...
When the master was calling the roll At the primary school in Collegelands, You were meant to call back Anseo ...
Shoestring Press, Nottingham, 2000. VIII Final concept harbour which has broken there where it crumpled our faces there where ikons ...
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