A Pastoral Dialogue (Jonathan Swift Poems)
DERMOT, SHEELAHA Nymph and swain, Sheelah and Dermot hight;Who wont to weed the court of Gosford knight;While each with stubbed ...
DERMOT, SHEELAHA Nymph and swain, Sheelah and Dermot hight;Who wont to weed the court of Gosford knight;While each with stubbed ...
Condemn'd by Fate to way-ward Curse, Of Friends unkind, and empty Purse: Plagues worse than fill'd ...
When old ADAM bit the apple, And thereafter had to grappleWith hard toil to earn ...
When my ship comes in, as it's bound to come, I'll follow no poet to Innisfree, For I don't much ...
MY canty, witty, rhyming plughman,I haftin's dout, it is na' true, man,That ye between the stilts was bred,Wi' plughman school'd ...
You want to know how I spend my time? I walk the front lawn, pretending to be weeding. You ought ...
No one's despair is like my despair-- You have no place in this garden thinking such things, producing the tiresome ...
Ensnared by the world not able to let go to break free of the briars going with the flow Captured ...
In turning to God acting on our faith our belief in the risen Lord grace upon grace No longer a ...
The journey of planting of the growing garden a wonderful metaphor, an image for the sharing of love the message ...
She has four blossoms lovingly tended in the garden of her life growing with her help with her guidance her ...
As if a garden, our lives the joy, love, relationship connection with God, our families, our friends, neighbors, even strangers ...
Stay firm, alert ready when we are called to bear witness obedient, faithful servant doing the master's will carrying on ...
To each, tasks to perform tilling, scattering, seeding, planting watering, weeding, pruning tending the garden, the work of other hands ...
Like more shoots, green, growing rising up in my garden Greater numbers filling the pews, the sanctuary vivid proof of ...
Finding the tares, the weeds the grasses, the ragweed, milkweed and plantain, growing, thriving in the lilies, the beds, the ...
How sweet and pleasant grows the way Through summer time again While Landrails call from day to day Amid the ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers Plucked in the garden, all the summer through And winter, and it seemed ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
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