The Believer’s Espousals : Chapter II. (Ralph Erskine Poems)
The manner of a Sinner's divorce from the Law in a work of Humiliation, and his Marriage to the Lord ...
The manner of a Sinner's divorce from the Law in a work of Humiliation, and his Marriage to the Lord ...
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we callThe intellect, wherein is seated life'sCounsel and regimen, is part no ...
IWHEN tulips bloom in Union Square,And timid breaths of vernal air Go wandering down the dusty town,Like children lost in Vanity ...
A woodcutter bought him a gander, Or at least that was what he supposed, As a matter of fact, 'twas a slander As ...
Thou Poet, who, like any lark, Dost whet thy beak and trill From misty morn till murky dark, Nor ever pipe thy fill: Hast ...
The fields and lanes show fresh and fain Pranked in the jewels of the rain; And the scent that breathes ...
To the tune of Fond BoyNow as fame does report, a young duke keeps a court,One that pleases his fancy ...
This figure here before you is a Macaroni Man, Who is built, as you may notice, on a most ingenious ...
Of all the gracious gifts of Spring, Is there another can safely surpass This delicate, voluptuous thing-- This ...
O hapless day! O wretched day! I hoped you'd pass me by—Alas, the years have sneaked away And all is ...
I summon up Panofskv from his bed Among the famous dead To build a tomb which, since I ...
Happiness, to some, elation; Is, to others, mere stagnation. Days of passive somnolence, At its wildest, indolence. Hours of empty ...
O hapless day! O wretched day! I hoped you'd pass me by-- Alas, the years have sneaked away And all ...
I When tulips bloom in Union Aquare, And timid breaths of vernal air Go wandering down the dusty town, Like ...
For every Bird a Nest -- Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking round -- Wherefore when boughs ...
Great Grandfather was ninety-nine And so it was our one dread, That though his health was superfine He'd fail to ...
At first I thought there was a superfine Persuasion in his face; but the free flow That filled it when ...
Oh, Bonnie Dundee! I will sing in thy praise A few but true simple lays, Regarding some of your beauties ...
Dear Goddess of Corn, whom the ancients we know, (Among other odd whims of those comical bodies,) Adorn'd with somniferous ...
At midnight, death's and truth's unlocking time, When far within the spirit's hearing rolls The great soft rumble of the ...
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