The Winners (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
What the moral? Who rides may read. When the night is thick and the tracks are blind A friend at ...
What the moral? Who rides may read. When the night is thick and the tracks are blind A friend at ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Seventy years ago my mother labored to bear me, A twelve-pound baby with a big head, Her first, it was ...
He travels after a winter sun, Urging the cattle along a cold red road, Calling to them, a voice they ...
When the Present has latched its postern behind my tremulous stay, And the May month flaps its glad green leaves ...
OH, unhappy stars! your fate I mourn, Ye by whom the sea-toss'd sailor's lighted, Who with radiant beams the heav'ns ...
Ever feel like a baby bird in a tree? Eyes newly opened he can barely see. With his mother away ...
Not alone in this life God interceding others assisting in our daily journey in times of plenty in times of ...
Weary from the road tired from their travels spreading the message of Christ to the people of their land bringing ...
To love Jesus, really love his ministry, his message We need to see him, as he was, as he was ...
To love Jesus, really love his ministry, his message We need to see him, as he was, as he was ...
In his travels he comes to a bridge made entirely of bones. Before crossing he writes a letter to his ...
Like an advent'rous seafarer am I, Who hath some long and dang'rous voyage been, And, call'd to tell of his ...
Let me but live my life from year to year, With forward face and unreluctant soul; Not hurrying to, nor ...
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology -- Because he travels freely And wears a proper ...
A winged spark doth soar about -- I never met it near For Lightning it is oft mistook When nights ...
"Go travelling with us!" Her travels daily be By routes of ecstasy To Evening's Sea -- (Emily Dickinson)
How soft a Caterpillar steps -- I fond one on my Hand From such a velvet world it comes Such ...
Where lies the land to which the ship would go? Far, far ahead, is all her seamen know. And where ...
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
The clock is frozen in the tower, The thickening fog with sooty smell Has blanketed the motor power Which turns ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for "mammoth." Here, above, cracks in the buldings are filled with battered moonlight. The whole shadow of ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
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