Out Of Siberia (Katharine Lee Bates Poems)
SHAKERAGS, cripples, gaunt and dazed,Prison-broken hosts on hosts,Torture-scarred and dungeon-crazed,Down the convict road they pour,More and more and myriads more,Terrible ...
SHAKERAGS, cripples, gaunt and dazed,Prison-broken hosts on hosts,Torture-scarred and dungeon-crazed,Down the convict road they pour,More and more and myriads more,Terrible ...
Hearken O God unto a Wretches cryesWho low dejected at thy footstool lies.Let not the clamour of my heinous sinDrown ...
The cruell Souldier, with his speare, Did pierce our Saviours side, Whence bloud did flow, with water cleare: Oh what a blessed Fount ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
The Association.ARGUMENT. Panduntur Coeli, juvat hinc invisere Div?m Atria, mortali non adeunda Pede: H?c, Animae pennis advecta Theophila, cernit Agmina ...
Coelo Musa beat.Hor. Carm. Lib. 4. Od. 8.—Nec meus audetRem tentare pudor, quam Vires serre recusent.Hor. Ep. 1. Lib. 2.I ...
Guy journeyes towards that sanctifyed groundWhereas the Jewes fayre citye sometime stood,Wherin our Saviours sacred head was crownd,And where for ...
BLUE, the wreaths of smoke, like drooping bannersFrom the flaming battlements of sunsetHung suspended; and within his whareHipe, last of ...
O ye women! WIMMIN! WEEMIN!!See our tears repentant streamin'!See the pearly drops a-gleamin', Streamin' from our rheumy eye!Mark our weskits ...
A pleasant song of the valiant deeds of chivalry atchieved by that noble knight Sir Guy of Warwick, who, for ...
not Angles merely but of angel stock,These boys blue-eyed and shining from the sea,Which like a silver girdle belts their ...
"Lord, Who, from Thy high position,See'th the humble politician,Knoweth all his secret schemes,Readeth all his inmost dreams,Hearken, Lord, unto our ...
DEAR suffering Friend, what anguish rends thy heart!Could Pity's voice but soothe thy pungent grief!Pierced with Affliction's keenest-pointed dart,What words ...
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain, From north and south the sign returns ...
It is something in this darker dream demented to have wrestled with its pleasure and its pain: it is ...
Whoever was begotten by pure love,And came desired and welcome into life,Is of immaculate conception. HeWhose heart is full of ...
Not in the thick of the fight, Not in the press of the odds, Do the heroes come to their ...
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain, From north and south the sign returns ...
1 AS a strong bird on pinions free, Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving, Such be the thought I'd think ...
See sinfull soul thy Saviours suffering see, His Blessed hands and feet fix't fast to tree: Observe what Rivulets of ...
When for the Thorns with which I long, too long, With many a piercing wound, My Saviours head have crown'd, ...
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