To The Sponsors For Daniel Carman McArthur, (Peter McArthur Poems)
Baptized January ad, 1898.YE hardy folk who boldly standBetween this boy and sin,I trust you quite appreciateThe fix that you ...
Baptized January ad, 1898.YE hardy folk who boldly standBetween this boy and sin,I trust you quite appreciateThe fix that you ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
THE GENTLEMAN FARMER.Gwyn was a farmer, whom the farmers all,Who dwelt around, "the Gentleman" would call;Whether in pure humility or ...
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.When the marriage was completed,When the many guests had feasted,At the wedding of the Northland,At the Dismal-land carousal,Spake ...
I.Before PROSPERO'S cell. Moonlight.ARIEL.So - Prospero is gone - and I am free -Free, free at last. His latest charge ...
(Kamo-no-Chomei, born at Kamo 1154, died at Toyama on Mount Hino, 24th June 1216) Swirl sleeping in the waterfall! On ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart,God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
To Churchill's Sermons. The manuscript of this unfinished poem was found among the few papers Churchill left behind ...
A LEGENDIN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes ...
WHITE, cold, and sacred is my chosen home, A seat for gods, a mount divine; And from the height of ...
St. Regimund, e'er he became a saint,Was much imbued with vulgar earthly taint;E'er he renounced the honors of a KnightAnd ...
(To Peary and his men, before the last expedition)Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail,The dead crusaders of the ...
WHEN in my narrow cell I lie, The long day's penance done at last, I see the ghosts ...
Arrayed—a half angelic sight—In nests of pure baptismal white,The mother to the font doth bringThe little, helpless, nameless thing,With hushes ...
THESE pangs I bear through lingering centuries For slavish Man, in pity and in scorn; Glad, while by birds of ...
OH God! if I do my dutyAnd walk in the thorny way,Will you pay me with heavens of beauty,Millions of ...
(Rainer Maria Rilke) He went up under the gray leaves All gray and lost in the olive lands And laid ...
Read -- Sweet -- how others -- strove -- Till we -- are stouter -- What they -- renounced -- ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
Flesh is heretic. My body is a witch. I am burning it. Yes I am torching ber curves and paps ...
Mother of man's time-travelling generations, Breath of his nostrils, heartblood of his heart, God above all Gods worshipped of all ...
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