Peace (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
This is the debt I pay Just for one riotous day, Years of regret and grief, Sorrow without relief. Pay ...
The thought beneath so slight a film -- Is more distinctly seen -- As laces just reveal the surge -- ...
A Mien to move a Queen -- Half Child -- Half Heroine -- An Orleans in the Eye That puts ...
I had no profound feelings of shock or surprise to those matter-of-fact revelations which spelled the end of this chapter ...
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
To the melody of "Sheng Sheng Man" I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and ...
Lord, my soul with pleasure springs When Jesu's name I hear: And when God the Spirit brings The word of ...
Holy Lord God! I love Thy truth, Nor dare Thy least commandment slight; Yet pierced by sin the serpent's tooth, ...
The South wind said to the palms: My lovers sing me psalms; But are they as warm as those That ...
The South wind said to the palms: My lovers sing me psalms; But are they as warm as those That ...
Unchanged within, to see all changed without, Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt. Yet why at ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
I see a woman any woman making up and change first she is thinking of something else (because when a ...
Pruning the rosebush the ache of the summer heat on my shoulders, the feel of the living stalk between fingers, ...
News o' grief had overteaken Dark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken; There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven, While vrom zide to zide, ...
News o' grief had overteaken Dark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken; There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven, While vrom zide to zide, ...
In a wilderness, in some orchestral swing through trees, with a wind playing all the high notes, and the prospect ...
Believe not those who say The upward path is smooth, Lest thou shouldst stumble in the way And faint before ...
Brightly the sun of summer shone, Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky ...
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
The blue bell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe ...
It was a little budding rose, Round like a fairy globe, And shyly did its leaves unclose Hid in their ...
To the cities I came in a time of disorder That was ruled by hunger. I sheltered with the people ...
When beechen buds begin to swell, And woods the blue-bird's warble know, The yellow violet's modest bell Peeps from last-year's ...
In your arms was still delight, Quiet as a street at night; And thoughts of you, I do remember, Were ...
I have peace to weigh your worth, now all is over, But if to praise or blame you, cannot say. ...
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