Poem (Donald Justice Poem)
This poem is not addressed to you. You may come into it briefly, But no one will find you here, ...
This poem is not addressed to you. You may come into it briefly, But no one will find you here, ...
"GOOD Heavens, man, what a freak of taste! What blindness to form and feature! The girl's no beauty, and might ...
Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mind To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind; To ...
A Nation of trees, drab green and desolate grey In the field uniform of modern wars, Darkens her hills, those ...
He enters, and mute on the edge of a chair Sits a thin-faced lady, a stranger there, A type of ...
I. "Incense is hut a tribute for the gods,-- To mortals 'tis but poison." THE smoke that from thine altar ...
How grave thou loookest, loved one! wherefore so? Thy marble image seems a type of thee; Like it, no sign ...
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
I feel no small reluctance in venturing to give to the public a work of the character of that indicated ...
A YOUNG fig-tree its form lifts high Within a beauteous garden; And see, a goat is sitting by. As if ...
SISTER of the first-born light, Type of sorrowing gentleness! Quivering mists in silv'ry dress Float around thy features bright; When ...
NOBLE be man, Helpful and good! For that alone Distinguisheth him From all the beings Unto us known. Hail to ...
Joy from that in type we borrow, Which in life gives only sorrow. JOY. A DRAGON-FLY with beauteous wing Is ...
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold union Shown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd; any ...
IN His blest name, who was His own creation, Who from all time makes making his vocation; The name of ...
On this day, in our land one type of freedom proclaimed from their words their names written on the page ...
In the synoptic gospels, we are told, by the savior, the first born of the resurrection, the first in the ...
The women-folk are like to books,-- Most pleasing to the eye, Whereon if anybody looks He feels disposed to buy. ...
What you have heard is true. I was in his house. His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. ...
Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman, Some type of supernatural creature. My mother would tell you, ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
I Soul, what art thou in the tribes of the sea? LORD, said a flying fish, Below the foundations of ...
(Hebrews, iv.2) Israel in ancient days Not only had a view Of Sinai in a blaze, But learn'd the Gospel ...
Holding with shaking hands a letter from some Official - high up he says in the Ministry, I note that ...
I recall a boil, whereupon as I had to sit, just where, and when I had to, for deadlines. O ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
You thought I was that type: That you could forget me, And that I'd plead and weep And throw myself ...
I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and used it along the way. I ...
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