Innocent Blood (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
That troubled land, torn and split knowing war, strife, too long Escape through there, to a land once of oppression, ...
That troubled land, torn and split knowing war, strife, too long Escape through there, to a land once of oppression, ...
Nil mortalibus ardui est Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia Horace FROM Persian looms the silk he wove No Weaver meant should ...
"I grant you ample leave To use the hoary formula 'I am' Naming the emptiness where thought is not; But ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
A shady friend -- for Torrid days -- Is easier to find -- Than one of higher temperature For Frigid ...
Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning's flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
MY heart was ance as blithe and free As simmer days were lang; But a bonie, westlin weaver lad Has ...
WHERE Cart rins rowin' to the sea, By mony a flower and spreading tree, There lives a lad, the lad ...
'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green, And the pale weaver, through ...
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
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