Before the Altar (Amy Lowell Poem)
Before the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. ...
Before the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. ...
An hour before the sun goes down Behind the ragged boughs, I go across the little run And bring the ...
To-day, across our fathers' graves, The astonished years reveal The remnant of that desperate host Which cleansed our East with ...
October, 1918 Across a world where all men grieve And grieving strive the more, The great days range like tides ...
If you should look for this place after a handful of lifetimes: Perhaps of my planted forest a few May ...
I made a posie, while the day ran by: Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life ...
I would to God, that mine old age might have Before my last, but here a living grave; Some one ...
I hardly remember your voice, but the pain of you floats in some remote current of my blood. I carry ...
I hardly remember your voice, but the pain of you floats in some remote current of my blood. I carry ...
Bind to us on our leaving our being sent into the world the remnant of your blessing the rock of ...
Warming in his touch feeling his guiding giving to his hands to clay to the potter Ever living flesh to ...
Like a prostitute her husband the indictment of the people that they had forsaken the Lord following other gods The ...
The roots crying from the ground the remnant of the people the vine a shoot within them crying for life ...
The remnant remaining faithful to God within him standing firm on the land Signs for the people when they have ...
A prayer for Micah in the words, the power of his story His words coming true the promise of God ...
The stump, the remnant, the root of Jesse eternal, the connection, the living vine one with Him, with them, abiding ...
A rain of color, the leaves of the maples, different kinds, red, sugar, swamp, all torquing, canting, twisting, inexorably, to ...
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
Too happy Time dissolves itself And leaves no remnant by -- 'Tis Anguish not a Feather hath Or too much ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
Honor and happiness unite To make the Christian's name a praise; How fair the scene, how clear the light, That ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
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