Not Merely a Member of the Flock (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She is destined, called to be more than I, more than the others around us in the sanctuary, the members ...
She is destined, called to be more than I, more than the others around us in the sanctuary, the members ...
She has heard a steady call to wear the Master's sandals to take up his staff go out into the ...
The people fought, quarreled, argued, in the desert, the heat, the wilderness, free but unhappy thirsty for water fighting over ...
Blood shed in fulfillment, willingly spilled for us spread blood of the lamb Blood on the lintels, the threshold, the ...
I raced from court We stood beside you, beside the hospital bed, awaiting the surgeon Husband and pastor, touching you, ...
A shepherd's hook stood in the corner of the empty office a reminder of the role the reason for this ...
D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders ...
D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders ...
To tag, or not to tag: that is the problem: Whether 'tis nobler in the whole to endure The slings ...
My Shepherd is the Lord my God,-- There is no want I know; His flock He leads in verdant meads, ...
Thar showed up out'n Denver in the spring uv '81 A man who'd worked with Dana on the Noo York ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
Through ev'ry Age some Tyrant Passion reigns: Now Love prevails, and now Ambition gains Reason's lost Throne, and sov'reign Rule ...
POOR River, now thou'rt almost dry, What Nymph, or Swain, will near thee lie? Since brought, alas! to sad Decay, ...
CUPID, ere depriv'd of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and ...
Today the Masons are auctioning their discarded pomp: a trunk of turbans, gemmed and ostrich-plumed, and operetta costumes labeled inside ...
How blind the toil that burrows like the mole, In winding graveyard pathways underground, For Browning's lineage! What if men ...
The mist has left the greening plain, The dew-drops shine like fairy rain, The coquette rose awakes again Her lovely ...
Captain AJ Shout, VC, MC, MID (& bar), who died at Gallipoli of wounds and was posthumously awarded the VC, ...
Does your semen smell like camembert? It's just a thought I had today at lunch, I must have had the ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The way the dog trots out the front door every morning without a hat or an umbrella, without any money ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
High stretched upon the swinging yard, I gather in the sheet; But it is hard And stiff, and one cries ...
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