In Memoriam 82: I Wage Not Any Feud With Death (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)
I wage not any feud with DeathFor changes wrought on form and face;No lower life that earth's embraceMay breed with ...
I wage not any feud with DeathFor changes wrought on form and face;No lower life that earth's embraceMay breed with ...
There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a ...
Our message, God's call for all humanity as Paul might say, All Y'All come because he loves you offering himself ...
Corner store, Hole in the wall, loaded for every need A story of Storyville and how its done down in ...
The priest never used blueprints, but worked all the many designs out of his head. Father Wilerus, transplanted Alsatian, built ...
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
I had been hungry, all the Years -- My Noon had Come -- to dine -- I trembling drew the ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
A BATTER'D, wreck'd old man, Thrown on this savage shore, far, far from home, Pent by the sea, and dark ...
1 Bright shadows of true Rest! some shoots of bliss, Heaven once a week; The next world's gladness prepossest in ...
I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace ...
I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace ...
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...
EXULTING BEAUTY,phantom of an hour, Whose magic spells enchain the heart, Ah ! what avails thy fascinating pow'r, Thy thrilling ...
It was early May, I think a moment of lilac or dogwood when so many promises are made it hardly ...
I was well known and much beloved And rich, as fortunes are reckoned In Spoon River, where I had lived ...
After a long day of work in my hot-houses Sleep was sweet, but if you sleep on your left side ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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