Dorchester Amphitheatre . (John Kenyon Poems)
By Rome's old amphitheatre I stood, Still pretty perfect, on the Weymouth road, Within some half a mile of Dorchester. There had I ...
By Rome's old amphitheatre I stood, Still pretty perfect, on the Weymouth road, Within some half a mile of Dorchester. There had I ...
The Fruits of the Believer's Marriage with Christ, particularly gospel-holiness and obedience to the Law as a rule.Sect. I.The sweet ...
"I KNOW where I'd getAn ass that would do,If I had the moneyA pound or two."Said a ragged manTo my ...
SLEEP, gray brother of death, Has touched me, And passed on. I arise, facing the east- Pearl-doored sanctuary From which the light, Hand-linked with dew and ...
The Autumn hills are golden at the top, And rounded as a poet's silver rhyme;The mellow days are ruby ripe, that ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime,With unlocked senses, ...
On the morning of May,Ere the children had entered my gateWith their wreaths and mechanical lay,A metal ding-dong of the ...
Maidens, whose tresses shine,Crowned with daffodil and eglantine,Or, from their string?d buds of brier roses,Bright as the vermeil closesOf April ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
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