The City of the Dead XX (Khalil Gibran Poem)
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which ...
Poems about procession (31 Poems)
Leave Me, My Blamer XIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
Leave me, my blamer, For the sake of the love Which unites your soul with That of your beloved one; ...
Crime and Punishment chapter XII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
Then one of the judges of the city stood forth and said, "Speak to us of Crime and Punishment." And ...
Earthen Vessels (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The treasures of Heaven the love of God God alive within us indwelling in our hearts Earthen vessels only flawed ...
Dried Palms (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dried palms of Sunday in the streets of Jerusalem how soon we forget the joy that we felt when Jesus ...
Their Dirty Cloaks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Carrying their dirty cloaks the mud, the dust of the road after the procession Christ in the city hosannas to ...
Like Rose Petals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The procession, the palms, the cloaks spread on the road like rose petals laid down before the Lord hosannas to ...
In Ashes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Marked by the ashes, the earth the palms of his procession welcoming the king a reminder of his tempting, his ...
Discretionary (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Little gifts of the heart thank you gifts giving in procession, in unison in communion As we come forward to ...
Hundreds of Stories (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In each of the people in the crowd, along the procession's route, a different story, a story of where they ...
Dance of the Marionette (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He rose to speak of not one but the dance of two kings two men of different moment different weight ...
Rave (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Heads snap at the Yankee white boy Anachronistic and jarring Tie dyed top hat Garish and loud Quilted and heavy ...
The Spectacles (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
Uriel (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
IT fell in the ancient periods Which the brooding soul surveys, Or ever the wild Time coin'd itself Into calendar ...
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, ...
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, ...
Smiling back from Coronation (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury -- On the Heads that started with us -- Being's Peasantry -- Recognizing ...
The Gentian weaves her fringes (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Gentian weaves her fringes -- The Maple's loom is red -- My departing blossoms Obviate parade. A brief, but ...
To fight aloud, is very brave (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To fight aloud, is very brave -- But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe ...
The God Abandons Antony (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear an invisible procession going by with exquisite music, voices, don't mourn your luck that's ...
There was a great cathedral (Stephen Crane Poem)
There was a great cathedral. To solemn songs, A white procession Moved toward the altar. The chief man there Was ...
There were many who went in huddled procession (Stephen Crane Poem)
There were many who went in huddled procession, They knew not whither; But, at any rate, success or calamity Would ...
New England Magazine (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Upon Bottle Miche the autre day While yet the nuit was early, Je met a homme whose barbe was grey, ...
The Englishman In Italy (Robert Browning Poem)
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
Up At A Villa- Down In The City (Robert Browning Poem)
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
114. Versified Note to Dr. Mackenzie, Mauchline (Robert Burns Poem)
FRIDAY first's the day appointed By the Right Worshipful anointed, To hold our grand procession; To get a blad o' ...
Senlin: His Dark Origins (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
The Strayed Reveller (Matthew Arnold Poem)
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...