Be Like Children (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Children were not privileged, they were the last, the bottom rung on the ladder of life in His day the ...
Children were not privileged, they were the last, the bottom rung on the ladder of life in His day the ...
THE change of food enjoyment is to man; In this, t'include the woman is my plan. I cannot guess why ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Two -- were immortal twice -- The privilege of few -- Eternity -- obtained -- in Time -- Reversed Divinity ...
Through what transports of Patience I reached the stolid Bliss To breathe my Blank without thee Attest me this and ...
Till Death -- is narrow Loving -- The scantest Heart extant Will hold you till your privilege Of Finiteness -- ...
There is a flower that Bees prefer -- And Butterflies -- desire -- To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming ...
The Manner of its Death When Certain it must die -- 'Tis deemed a privilege to choose -- 'Twas Major ...
No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit -- I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection -- does -- Circumference be full ...
It would have starved a Gnat -- To live so small as I -- And yet I was a living ...
I watched the Moon around the House Until upon a Pane -- She stopped -- a Traveller's privilege -- for ...
I meant to find Her when I came -- Death -- had the same design -- But the Success -- ...
How many Flowers fail in Wood -- Or perish from the Hill -- Without the privilege to know That they ...
He parts Himself -- like Leaves -- And then -- He closes up -- Then stands upon the Bonnet Of ...
Had this one Day not been. Or could it cease to be How smitten, how superfluous, Were every other Day! ...
Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt? ...
Ended, ere it begun -- The Title was scarcely told When the Preface perished from Consciousness The Story, unrevealed -- ...
A Toad, can die of Light -- Death is the Common Right Of Toads and Men -- Of Earl and ...
A precious -- mouldering pleasure -- 'tis -- To meet an Antique Book -- In just the Dress his Century ...
'Twas Crisis -- All the length had passed -- That dull -- benumbing time There is in Fever or Event ...
'Twas a long Parting -- but the time For Interview -- had Come -- Before the Judgment Seat of God ...
'Tis not the swaying frame we miss, It is the steadfast Heart, That had it beat a thousand years, With ...
I would not paint -- a picture -- I'd rather be the One Its bright impossibility To dwell -- delicious ...
The Heart asks Pleasure -- first -- And then -- Excuse from Pain -- And then -- those little Anodyness ...
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago -- And now she turns Her perfect ...
I cannot live with You -- It would be Life -- And Life is over there -- Behind the Shelf ...
Should you be allowed sole privilege of unconscionable martyrdom? This affliction is self-pity brought by suffering as penitent to unrequited ...
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