The Waters of Babylon (Archbishop William Alexander Poems)
'C'est l? le myst?re apr?s lequel soupirent toutes les ?mes exil?es, qui s'affligent sur les fleuves de Babylon en se ...
'C'est l? le myst?re apr?s lequel soupirent toutes les ?mes exil?es, qui s'affligent sur les fleuves de Babylon en se ...
The enchanted island rose before me, drawnMore beautiful than words of mine may reach;It lay magnificent in a magic dawn,And ...
AN ARMENIAN LEGEND'Tis sunset, and the wind is blowing fair;Her anchor soon the good ship will be weighing,Toward the cross ...
She is so little-in her hand a rose;A stern duenna watches where she goes.What sees she? Ah, she knows not-the ...
(ON THE SEVEN LAST WORDS)IAnd is it well what one hath said?-'Ye who shall watch beside my bed,Get music, not ...
IRise up, Lord,And let Thine enemies be scattered,And let them that hate Thee flee before Thee!As the dispersion of smoke-drift,Thou ...
IBless the Lord, O my soul!O Lord, my God!Very great hast Thou been.Splendour and majestyThou hast put on as a ...
IHeavily my desk uponLay a Hebrew Lexicon.As I pried into the tomeI thought me of Saint Hierome,By the Jew tormented ...
IIn the Indian dawnMany a long, voluminous fold,Vicious blue and viscous gold,Twenty living feet of hell,Glides a snake into the ...
I stood upon yon Bridge, 'neath whichThe murmuring Foyle so nobly flows.The winter made the sunset richWith brass that in ...
At work within his barn since very early,Fairly tired out with toiling all the day,Upon the small bed where he ...
They say that 'war is hell,' the 'great accursed,'The sin impossible to be forgiven;Yet I can look beyond it at ...
How thin the veil between our eyesAnd angel wings in motion!How narrow the long ledge that lies'Twixt us and death's ...
As a child in some far and quiet placeBy earth scarce stirr'dGrows shy as is some forest bird,And almost feareth ...
'Hold not Thy peace at my tears'What is the saddest, sweetest, lowest soundNearest akin to perfect silence? NotThe delicate whisper ...
O that a fortnight's Truce of God might sound!O that this land of eloquence and witIn the rich tones that ...
Each good and perfect gift man's heart to moveComes from the heart before it leaves the hand,At once inspired and ...
What voice is that which o'er the ocean,Through what is lit and what obscure no less,Night's coruscations and its darknesses,Still ...
So when he turned Evangelist, see what came,-Writ on his page were stories, with sweet tearsBaptized by all the yearnings ...
But ere heaven's cressets burn along its plain,The Master comes. And as a man, all nightLull'd in a room full ...
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