The Struggle (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Life is a struggle for peace, A longing for rest, A hope for the battles to cease, ...
Life is a struggle for peace, A longing for rest, A hope for the battles to cease, ...
How do you buy your money? For money is bought and sold,And each man barters himself on earth for his ...
I'm a business man; and I can't spare time For this fluting and fussing and frilling.The song of my cousin ...
These hills, to hurt me more,That am hurt already enough,— Having left the sea behind,Having turned suddenly and left the ...
The little Stones chuckle among the fields: "We are so small: God will not think of us; We are so ...
You don't begrudge the labor when the roses start to bloom; You don't recall the dreary days that won you ...
All winter the fire devoured everything -- tear-stained elegies, old letters, diaries, dead flowers. When April finally arrived, I opened ...
The crow walks along there as if it were tilling the field. (Kobayashi Issa)
Even on the smallest islands, they are tilling the fields, skylarks singing. (Kobayashi Issa)
I If seasons all were summers, And leaves would never fall, And hopping casement-comers Were foodless not at all, And ...
Like tilling our soil chambers of our hearts God's Spirit preparing wooing us with His love Planting seeds of hope ...
Tilling the sod turning the good soil opening up their hearts to let you plant your seeds Sowing the seeds ...
To each, tasks to perform tilling, scattering, seeding, planting watering, weeding, pruning tending the garden, the work of other hands ...
under the overcast sky, blue/gray the wet brown soil, not yet furrowed rows the corn stubble of last year a ...
We are commissioned as he was sent by God, by the empowering of the spirit to continue his service, his ...
The hands of a servant, cleaning their feet, caring for the sick, working the land tilling the soil, carrying the ...
Vetted, checked, rechecked Branch on branch Dead ends and richness Teasing truths from the muck Seeing possibilities in hypothetical, Looping ...
I never hear that one is dead Without the chance of Life Afresh annihilating me That mightiest Belief, Too mighty ...
Bloom upon the Mountain -- stated -- Blameless of a Name -- Efflorescence of a Sunset -- Reproduced -- the ...
Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads! Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a ...
These hills, to hurt me more, That am hurt already enough,- Having left the sea behind, Having turned suddenly and ...
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