Song II (Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski Poems)
Why flatter thyself, Tyrant,In ways great in evil?The Lord's goodness ceases notKeeping watch on the pious.Keener yet than the keenestBlade, ...
Why flatter thyself, Tyrant,In ways great in evil?The Lord's goodness ceases notKeeping watch on the pious.Keener yet than the keenestBlade, ...
The die is cast,-- be satisfied; The chance is past,-- be still;For this, no more Occasion's tide Can waft thee good or ...
On the next morrow, early, rose the king; And sat upon his throne: at his right hand, The heroic queen: ...
All night funereal darkness pall'd the earth; The worn--out soldiers slumbered heavily: The anxious chiefs themselves, in grave--like sleep, Till ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
On Nineveh's proud towers the sinking sun In cloudless splendor looks; nor, through the earth, Like glory doth behold. In ...
Fold away all your bright-tinted dresses, Turn the key on your jewels today,And the wealth of your tendril-like tresses Braid ...
Father, I gave my gold and gear, Cattle and goods full tale,To save my soul from utter dark: ...
THE power is vested in the people-Though the men of office fall,There's a mightier power behind them,Ready at the country's ...
"The sword of the Lord, and of Gideon." Through the years — from the far day of Flodden,From the gardens ...
To-day, as when the musket-rattle O'er Belgian lowlands spoke,And 'mid the rush and roar of battle The famed ...
WILD rider of grey clouds, beneath whose breath The stars dissolve in mist, or rain, or sleet;Who chariotest the ...
I MOTHER of ...
I have been down in the darkest water—Deep, deep down where no light could pierce;Alone with the things that are ...
Written in the prison Infirmary, February, 1850. To a quiet land I'm steering; Steering ever, day and night;A sailor-wreck ...
MUTE, sightless visitant, From what uncharted world Hast voyaged into Life's rude sea, With guidance scant; As if some ...
We have heard a voice that calls us — A voice that bids us go —A voice that bids ...
There are more ways to heaven than mortals know; One reaches it through solemn praise and prayer, Another through the ...
There runs a road by Merrow Down-- A grassy track to-day it is-- An hour out Guildford town, Above the ...
(The French "Tommy"). Oh, some of us lolled in the chateau, And some of us slinked in the slum; But ...
FIXED is the doom; and to the last of years Teacher and taught, friend, lover, parent, child, Each walks, though ...
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