The Singing Of The Magnificat (Edith Nesbit Poems)
A LEGENDIN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes ...
A LEGENDIN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes ...
The Senses dull of my appalled museForeweryed with the trauayle of my brayneIn scannyng of the argued Bookes difuse,And darke ...
dear boss i was talking with an ant the other day and he handed me a lot of gossip which ...
Oshagan's most sacred tomb, Land of genius, from where today, A magnificent history Of fifteen tempestuous centuries, Freely moves toward ...
A mysterious cove in the Customs -- The boss, so to speak, of the Ban --I have blamed a good ...
Your name so sweet, Your name so high, My tormented, Yet glorious one! Among old ones, you are gray-haired, Among ...
Here she bides, a buxom lady, Blest by peace and great content;Dwelling by her byways shady, Where the elm trees ...
Better to smell the violetThan sip the glowing wine;Better to hearken to a brookThan watch a diamond shine.Better to have ...
Here she hides, an aged dame. Here she dreams beside the waves.Ever baulked of modern fame And the ...
Anna was always full of thought As if she'd many sorrows known,Yet mostly her full heart was fraught With troubles ...
Air — "Vicar of Bray."A wind-bound exile far from home,While standing near th' unfathomed main,My eyes the far horizon roam,To ...
Here now forevermore our lives must part.My path leads there, and yours another way.What shall we do with this fond ...
Say thou not sadly, "never," and "no more," But from thy lips banish those falsest words; While life ...
Two angels have them in eternal keeping. He that beside the deep vaults of the past Stands to ...
WITH a bridegroom's joyous bearing, Mounts Sir Curt his noble beast, To his mistress' home repairing, There to hold his ...
The harvest we garner not for the silo not for the storehouse for our needs and our neighbors that all ...
See how a Seed, which Autumn flung down, And through the Winter neglected lay, Uncoils two little green leaves and ...
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
Even in the cave of the night when you wake and are free and lonely, neglected by others, discarded, loved ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
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