We Must Believe (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
_"Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief."_We must believe--Being from birth endowed with love and trust--Born unto loving;--and how simply ...
_"Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief."_We must believe--Being from birth endowed with love and trust--Born unto loving;--and how simply ...
Uncomprising year-I see no meaning to life.Though this abled self is here nonetheless,either in trade gold or grammaticness,I drop the ...
If ever it were time for the dead to ridethen surely that time is now:From the Leeuwin's cliffs to the ...
In boundless mercy, the Redeemer left,The bosom of his Father, and assumedA servant's form, though he had reigned a king,In ...
But not all unprepared were found the Medes. With restless foot, Belesis through the night, Still to and fro had ...
First-born of the creating Voice!Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sentWaiting upon him first, what time he wentMoving about mid ...
Not yet! I thought this time 'twas done at last, the workings perfected, the life in it; and there's the ...
Beneath the solemn stars that lightThe dread infinitudes of night,Mid wintry solitudes that lieWhere lonely Hecla's toweling pyreReddens an awful ...
Had I gone first he surely would have writ Some kindly words in loving memory --Touching a drear old history ...
SLOWLY, with day's dying fall,And with many a solemn sound,Slowly from the Athenian wallThe long procession wound.Five days of the ...
Very well, you liberals,And navigators into realms intellectual,You sailors through heights imaginative,Blown about by erratic currents, tumbling into air pockets,You ...
1923 Man dies too soon, beside his works half-planned. His days are counted and reprieve is vain: Who shall entreat ...
When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a ...
I am the lover's eyes, and the spirit's Wine, and the heart's nourishment. I am a rose. My heart opens ...
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
STOUT marches lead to certain ends, We seek no Holy Grail, my friends - That dawn should find us every ...
I DRANK musty ale at the Illinois Athletic Club with the millionaire manufacturer of Green River butter one night And ...
There were faces to remember in the Valley of the Shadow, There were faces unregarded, there were faces to forget; ...
The waters deep, the waters dark, Reflect the seekers, hide the sought, Whether in water or in air to drown. ...
Very well, you liberals, And navigators into realms intellectual, You sailors through heights imaginative, Blown about by erratic currents, tumbling ...
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