The Jewish Cemetery At Newport. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves, Close by the street of this fair seaport town, Silent beside the never-silent ...
How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves, Close by the street of this fair seaport town, Silent beside the never-silent ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves, Close by the street of this fair seaport town, Silent beside ...
In raising the cup the unleavened break remembering the story of this people Christ intoning the ancient rite the ordinance ...
The blood of the lamb spirit, life, eternal life spread on the lintels of our hearts marking us, a chosen ...
Blood shed in fulfillment, willingly spilled for us spread blood of the lamb Blood on the lintels, the threshold, the ...
By your unnumbered charities A miracle disclose, Lord of the Images, whose love The eyelids and the rose Takes for ...
Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it. Cast sweets into its cup whene'er you can. No heart so ...
Yellow makes a play for green among the rows of some poor farmer's field outside the Memphis city limits' northern ...
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