The Hum of the Fan (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All is quiet in the house, girls asleep, slowing down the only sound my fingers clicking these words the purr ...
All is quiet in the house, girls asleep, slowing down the only sound my fingers clicking these words the purr ...
The breath of life is the breath He sends infuses dust, flesh of all, and He alone takes that breath ...
That the light of the earth, light from heaven was snuffed out suffered humiliating all to human death that he ...
How trifling shall these gifts appear Among the splendid many That loving friends now send to cheer Harvey and Ellen ...
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife, Upon my word I do not heed 'em; In bed I lie With ...
HE surely must be wrong who loving fears; And does not flee when beauty first appears. Ye FAIR, with charms ...
NO master sage, nor orator I know, Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; His ways and arguments are pleasing ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
It was long I lay Awake that night Wishing that night Would name the hour And tell me whether To ...
Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it And spills the upper boulder in ...
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
My mother would be a falconress, And I, her gay falcon treading her wrist, would fly to bring back from ...
AUGUST 17, 1914 The gabled roofs of old Malines Are russet red and gray and green, And o'er them in ...
Home, for my heart still calls me; Home, through the danger zone; Home, whatever befalls me, I will sail again ...
I know what the caged bird feels, alas! When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind ...
Title divine -- is mine! The Wife -- without the Sign! Acute Degree -- conferred on me -- Empress of ...
I had some things that I called mine -- And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim ...
The murmuring of Bees, has ceased But murmuring of some Posterior, prophetic, Has simultaneous come. The lower metres of the ...
What's in a song John (or is it 'Knuckles'), what's in a song about an unemployed, suicidal bum, caught in ...
A friend sends her perfumed carriage And high-bred horses to fetch me. I decline the invitation of My old poetry ...
Lord, when the sense of thy sweet grace Sends up my soul to seek thy face. Thy blessed eyes breed ...
How bless'd Thy creature is, O God, When with a single eye, He views the lustre of Thy Word, The ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
"What says the sea, little shell? What says the sea? Long has our brother been silent to us, Kept his ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Since now from woodland mist and flooded clay I am fled beside the steep Devonian shore, Nor stand for welcome ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Ay! gloriously thou standest there, Beautiful, boundless firmament! That swelling wide o'er earth and air, And round the horizon bent, ...
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of ...
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