At Eventide (Gerald Massey Poems)
FATHER in Heaven, we seek Thy faceWhen darkness is our dwelling-place.Our foolish hearts, that daily roam,Would nightly nestle with Thee ...
FATHER in Heaven, we seek Thy faceWhen darkness is our dwelling-place.Our foolish hearts, that daily roam,Would nightly nestle with Thee ...
I remember it was young MayWhen love came, unbidden, unto me,I remember the very eve, with its aloofness,Yet its yielding.I ...
There is nothing in the world that's as silent as snowwhen gently through air it's decending,muffles each step you take,hushes, ...
My Laura, my love, I behold in thine eyes Twin daystars that Mercy has given,To teach me on earth to be ...
The Lord is King, and wearethA robe of glory bright:He clothed with strength appeareth,And girt with powerful might.The earth He ...
Veil, Lord, mine eyes till she be past,When Folly tempts my sight;Keep Thou my palate and my tasteFrom gluttonous delight.Stop ...
I. OF all that men with zeal and ardour chace, Pour'd here and there on life's promiscuous ground,Some points are ...
Far reaching down's a solid sea sunk everlastingly to rest, And yet whose billows seem to be for ever heaving ...
"He rises and begins to round, He drops the silver chain of sound Of many links without a break, In ...
An Old Man's Confession SHE has a large still heart--this lady of mine, (Not mine, i'faith! nor would I that ...
IT is not the rose, though the rose is red, And as full of love as a flower can be, ...
Yes, injured Woman! rise, assert thy right!Woman! too long degraded, scorned, opprest;O born to rule in partial Law's despite,Resume thy ...
I WALK'D along a stream, for pureness rare, Brighter than sun-shine; for it did acquaintThe dullest sight with all the ...
LIKE yon star that hangs lone in the desert of space, An oasis of light 'mid the dark of ...
Now when you come all that way to meet meFrom the country house of your death,I know that you would ...
FAIN had I to-day surprised my mistress, But soon found I that her door was fasten'd. Yet I had the ...
FLY, dearest, fly! He is not nigh! He who found thee one fair morn in Spring In the wood where ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
As sinn makes gross the soule and thickens it To fleshy dulness, so the spotless white Of virgin pureness made ...
I HAVE wept a million tears: Pure and proud one, where are thine, What the gain though all thy years ...
YOUR paths were all unknown to us: We were so far away from you: We mixed in thought your spirit ...
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