Jordan (George Herbert Poem)
Who says that fictions only and false hair Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty? Is all good ...
Who says that fictions only and false hair Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty? Is all good ...
(* In the original, Schwager, which has the twofold meaning of brother-in-law and postilion.) HASTEN thee, ...
AN INDIAN LEGEND. (MAHADEVA is one of the numerous ...
Rich living water, like a spring of water never failing, ending rising to refresh us So is the blessing washing ...
The master, the creator giving us rest time to refresh, to reflect to gain strength for the work of our ...
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, ...
Similiter et omnes revereantur Diaconos, ut mandatum Jesu Christi; et Episcopum, ut Jesum Christum, existentem filium Patris; Presbyteros autem, ut ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
The Lassitudes of Contemplation Beget a force They are the spirit's still vacation That him refresh -- The Dreams consolidate ...
No, she said, I never knew it was your first. It doesn't matter anyway. I always had an inkling that ...
This Sycamore, oft musical with bees,-- Such tents the Patriarchs loved ! O long unharmed May all its ag?d boughs ...
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
A ship that bears much sail, and little ballast, is easily overset; and that man, whose head hath great abilities, ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
The first of the undecoded messages read: "Popeye sits in thunder, Unthought of. From that shoebox of an apartment, From ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
Oh, ponder, friend, the porcupine; Refresh your recollection, And sit a moment, to define His means of self-protection. How truly ...
'Twas on the 26th of August, the sun was burning hot, In the year of 1346, which will never be ...
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