Now Will The Foe Of Ev’ry Flower (Herr Goesli von Ehenheim Poems)
Now will the foe of ev'ry flower, Send forth the tempest of his rage; List! how his winds the battle rage,And blow ...
Now will the foe of ev'ry flower, Send forth the tempest of his rage; List! how his winds the battle rage,And blow ...
In bloom gemm'd depths, where Sylvan branches meetAbove dim paths, that thread a still retreat;Where light on tip-toe shy, steals ...
"Standing between the sun and moon preservesA certain secrecy. Or seems to keepSomething inviolate if only thatHis father was an ...
QUEEN of inventive thought, thy dreamsHave mark'd the colour of my fate;Still lend thy lightly quivering beams,Guide me through wilds ...
Last of its race, beside our college There stands an Oak Tree, centuries old,Which, could it voice its stores of ...
The wind that through the forest blows May scatter leaves and blossoms wide. The parent tree but ...
THEY came across the distant hills With trumpet, pipe, and drum; And all the air with welcome fills, Which deepens ...
Like trains of cars on tracks of plushI hear the level bee:A jar across the flowers goes,Their velvet masonryWithstands until ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
To the Heavens above us O look and behold The Planets that love us All harnessed in gold! What chariots, ...
In front of the temple of Chu-ko Liang there is an old cypress. Its branches are like green bronze; its ...
Like Trains of Cars on Tracks of Plush I hear the level Bee -- A Jar across the Flowers goes ...
Dear Lord! accept a sinful heart, Which of itself complains, And mourns, with much and frequent smart, The evil it ...
Why did the nations join to slay The Lord's anointed Son? Why did they cast His laws away And tread ...
Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free ...
Were I (who to my cost already am One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man) A Spirit free, to choose ...
Hezekiah's song; or, Sickness and recovery. Isa. 38:9ff. When we are raised from deep distress, Our God deserves a song; ...
Say, heav'nly muse, what king or mighty God, That moves sublime from Idumea's road? In Bosrah's dies, with martial glories ...
In your sterne beauty I can see Whatere in Aetna wonders bee; If coales out of the topp doe flye ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
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