The Finding Of The Book (Archbishop William Alexander Poems)
The enchanted island rose before me, drawnMore beautiful than words of mine may reach;It lay magnificent in a magic dawn,And ...
The enchanted island rose before me, drawnMore beautiful than words of mine may reach;It lay magnificent in a magic dawn,And ...
If I sit in the dustFor lauding good wine,Ha, ha! it is just:So sits the vine!Abu Midjan sang as he ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
TO MY READERS,-MY Life has been a wild, strange life,Now lulled in love-now wrapt in strife;I've had my dreams as ...
Well, I've done my bit o' scrappin',And I've done in quite a lot;Nicked 'em neatly wiv my bayonet,So I needn't ...
Give me light, God irrefutable, Inexplicable architect of the universe, Creator of fate and recognition, Tempest of breath, central ability, ...
Poets sing and fables tell us,Or old folk lore whispers low,Of the origin of all things,Of the spring from whence ...
In the blue of the sky, in the green of the forest,Whose is the hand that has painted the glow?When ...
Now Yavapai Pete was a cowpuncher neat,From Arizona's fair clime.Lived in his saddle and punched most the cattleFrom here to ...
WHEN I was but a little tad I used to hear my dear old dad Tell friends about the good ...
WHAT was his life, back yonder In the dusk where time began, This beast uncouth with the jaw of an ...
Though the long seasons seem to separate Sower and reaper or deeds dreamed and done, Yet when a man reaches ...
ROBIN, thou art too young as yet to wear The badge of robinhood in full confest- The burning breast-plate on ...
Indefinite space, which, by co-substance night,In one black mystery two void mysteries blends;The stray stars, whose innumerable lightRepeats one mystery ...
NOT for the thought that burns on keen and clear,Heat that the heat has turned from red to white,The passion ...
Aloft on footless levels of the night A pilot thunders through the desolate stars, Sees in the misty deep a ...
Sweet watcher by the wounded; undefiledPitier, in whom earth's fallen might beholdThe crystal's purity without its cold;Pale, passionate weeper o'er ...
When the wasting embers redden the chimney-breast, And Life's bare pathway looms like a desert track to me, And from ...
Old Noah he had an ostrich farm and fowls on the largest scale, He ate his egg with a ladle ...
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
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