Religious Reflections On Winter: The Creator To Be Praised For All Things (Mary Botham Howitt Poems)
'Tis night! Oh, now come forth to gazeUpon the heavens, intense and bright!Look on yon myriad worlds, and say,Though beauty ...
'Tis night! Oh, now come forth to gazeUpon the heavens, intense and bright!Look on yon myriad worlds, and say,Though beauty ...
From "A Sicilian Idyl"Weave the dance. and raise again the sacred chorus;Wreathe the garlands of the spring about the hair;Now ...
When the warm sun, that bringsSeed-time and harvest, has returned again,'T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs The ...
Oh! say you so, bold sailorIn the sun-lit deeps of sky!Dost thou so soon the seed-time tellIn thy imperial cry,As ...
Fat and full of health are the valleys of the Condamine,There the yellow maize and the green tobacco grow,Through the ...
"The cross, if rightly borne, shall beNo burden, but support to thee;"So, moved of old time for our sake,The holy ...
'Twere better far from noon to eventide To sit and feel sad care, and fence the while The patient spirit for unwonted ...
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
Before he wrote a poem, he learned the measureThat living in the future gives a farm—Propinquity of mules and cows, ...
FORTH to the fight! then shining sword of song! Sing, sing the toil, that makes the toiler strong. Sing, how ...
I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me ...
WHAT distance parteth thee and me! It is not space, it is not time-- Death hath not put between our ...
Long ago, in Egypt, the strange kings were waking: Sunrise and sunset and the midday sun,Rain and the bird's voice ...
Love heeds no more the sighing of the windAgainst the perfect flowers: thy garden's closeIs grown a wilderness, where none ...
When the warm sun, that brings Seed-time and harvest, has returned again, 'T is sweet to visit the still wood, ...
The mysteries remain, I keep the same cycle of seed-time and of sun and rain; Demeter in the grass, I ...
HAIL, sister springs, Parents of silver-footed rills! Ever bubbling things, Thawing crystal, snowy hills! Still spending, never spent; I mean ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
Change Said the sun to the moon, You cannot stay. Change Says the moon to the waters, All is flowing. ...
Earth no longer hymns the Creator, the seven days of wonder, the Garden is over - all the stories are ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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