Meeting Of My Departed Mother And Father (Mary Baker Eddy Poems)
Joy for thee, happy friend! thy bark is past The dangerous sea, and safely moored at last-- Beyond rough foam. Soft gales celestial, ...
Joy for thee, happy friend! thy bark is past The dangerous sea, and safely moored at last-- Beyond rough foam. Soft gales celestial, ...
AT last came threshing-time, the manly season. We kept the thresher thundering by daylight, And rested all the sweeter after dark, Telling of ...
When by Jabbok the patriarch waited To learn on the morrow his doom,And his dubious spirit debated In darkness and silence and ...
Reason will not decide at last; the sword will decide.The sword: an obsolete instrument of bronze or steel,formerly used to ...
I heard the strokes of the midnight bell As they thrilled the quiet air, And saw the soft, white curtains wave In the ...
I.With six defeats half mad, The hunted Bruce in his lairAt Rachrin's Isle, all sullen and sad, Lion-like brooded there:"And must I ...
NEAR Jabbok Ford, endued with sacred might,The patriarch strove with one that silent came,Obscurely limned against the twilight flame--Strove thro' ...
Bring flowers to strew His way,Yea, sing, make holiday;Bid young lambs leap,And earth laugh after sleep.For now He cometh forthWinter ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime,With unlocked senses, ...
In the Black Country, from a little window, Before I slept, across the haggard wastes Of dust and ...
At the coming up of Phoebus the all-luminous charioteer,Double-visaged stand the mountains in imperial multitudes,And with shadows dappled men sing ...
Smoking lately in my "Funny," as I'm wont, beneath the bank, Listening to Cam's rippling murmurs thro' the ...
O noon of life! A time to celebrate! Oh garden of summer!Restless happiness in standing, ...
Things of high import sound I in thine ears,Dear child, though now thou may'st not feel their power;But hoard them ...
If that thou hast the gift of strength, then knowThy part is to uplift the trodden low;Else in a giant's ...
You shall hear how Hiawatha Prayed and fasted in the forest, Not for greater skill in hunting, Not for greater ...
Reason will not decide at last; the sword will decide. The sword: an obsolete instrument of bronze or steel, formerly ...
Bring flowers to strew His way, Yea, sing, make holiday; Bid young lambs leap, And earth laugh after sleep. For ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
A New Version: 1980 What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Walt Whitman One Out ...
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