Patterns (Amy Lowell Poem)
I walk down the garden paths, And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills. I walk down ...
I walk down the garden paths, And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills. I walk down ...
(For A. K. K.) What distant mountains thrill and glow Beneath our Lady Folly's tread? Why has she left us, ...
"Dulce et decorum est" The bugle echoes shrill and sweet, But not of war it sings to-day. The road is ...
Beyond the path of the outmost sun through utter darkness hurled -- Further than ever comet flared or vagrant star-dust ...
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may ...
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may ...
Night fell over North Lebanon and snow was covering the villages surrounded by the Kadeesha Valley, giving the fields and ...
For those standing marching against the tyrants heading for his palace unafraid of his rage A prayer for those marching ...
Our faith, believing in Christ in the love of God believing in his promises redeeming us from death Freeing us ...
Healing, even in the sharing sharing her story her boldness in faith following the lessons what she needs to do ...
The measure of our witness what we believe in our hearts what comes out of our mouths and the work ...
Speaking out loud unafraid at the cost what they have seen what they have heard boldly proclaiming Jesus the king ...
Those in the seat of power by them, rules enforced standing before them unafraid, boldly speaking the message, the witness ...
Speaking truth agonizing, painful truth speaking truth, his true fear honestly, openly Christ in the garden, Gethsemane crying out to ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
(Presbyter of Christ in Americas 1683-1708) To thee, plain hero of a rugged race, We bring the meed of praise ...
Because the Bee may blameless hum For Thee a Bee do I become List even unto Me. Because the Flowers ...
At break of day we rested, the contest of our wills declined to wrest the peace away and where the ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
(Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, they sing this beneath the trees.) What light of unremembered skies Hast ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Start where you stand and never mind the past, The past won't help you in beginning new, If you have ...
Aunt Jennifer's tigers prance across a screen, Bright topaz denizens of a world of green. They do not fear the ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
Awake, of Muse, the echoes of a day Long past, the ghosts of mem'ries manifold -- Youth's memories that once ...
The grey gull sat on a floating whale, On a floating whale sat he, And he told his tale of ...
Come all ye lads of the droving days, ye gentlemen unafraid, I'll tell you all of the greatest trip that ...
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
In the heart of the Hills of Life, I know Two springs that with unbroken flow Forever pour their lucent ...
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