Chains Of Fires (Elsa Gidlow Poems)
Each dawn, kneeling before my hearth,Placing stick, crossing stickOn dry eucalyptus barkNow the larger boughs, the log(With thanks to the ...
Each dawn, kneeling before my hearth,Placing stick, crossing stickOn dry eucalyptus barkNow the larger boughs, the log(With thanks to the ...
Underneath a tree I lie,Watching with lack lustre eye, All those little trivial things Weakness after sickness brings;Watching birds flit ...
Pour we libations to the father, Jove, And bid him watch propitious o'er our way; Pile on the ...
I grew spiritually fat living off the souls of men.If I saw a soul that was strongI wounded its pride ...
Do you wish the world were better?Let me tell you what to do.Set a watch upon your actions,Keep them always ...
A Minstrel stands on a marble stair, Blown by the bright wind, debonair; Below lies the sea, a sapphire floor, ...
Marrying left yor maiden name disused. Its five light sounds no longer mean your face, Your voice, and all your ...
There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home, For he hears a voice in the ...
I was born in 1902 I never once went back to my birthplace I don't like to turn back at ...
Society once believed the laws say so better to have us dwelling living in our own homes But some need ...
Out of the mild comfort out of the shelters, going where there is hurt, where there is need out of ...
They ran/walked purposely, eagerly from the chancel into the sanctuary, out between the pews, by the rows of smiling adults, ...
'A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a ...
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
Do you wish the World were better? Let me tell you what to do: Set a watch upon your actions, ...
Round a turn of the Qin Fortress winds the Wei River, And Yellow Mountain foot-hills enclose the Court of China; ...
I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I ...
WHERE on the bosom of the foamy RHINE, In curling waves the rapid waters shine; Where tow'ring cliffs in awful ...
WHEN dawn's first cymbals beat upon the sky, Rousing the world to labour's various cry, To tend the flock, to ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
I grew spiritually fat living off the souls of men. If I saw a soul that was strong I wounded ...
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