Prayer Of The Slaves (Roman Empire, A.D. 200) (Burnett A. Ward Poems)
Father, our souls are heavy, pent in the shackles of flesh,Fagged of our masters' levy, snared in the Empire's mesh;Struggle ...
Father, our souls are heavy, pent in the shackles of flesh,Fagged of our masters' levy, snared in the Empire's mesh;Struggle ...
Who will buy my peaches -- Tinted by the spritesWith faery gold and moonshine, in the dewy nights;Honied in the ...
A devil serves our mastersAnd warps to their desireThe flexing of our sinews,Our hearts' corroding fire;Old as the mists of ...
Eighteen; and Life had shewn him all she hathOf hate and bitterness and carking care;Brimming the chalice with the dread ...
Doubtless yours are the Masters, giants of mind and of soul,Not fanciful faked pilasters, but columns, supporting the whole;We who ...
Fear not! For unto you is born a Child,In David's city Christ the Lord is born!(And babes today, Life's heritage ...
Oh Shade obscene from out the jungled past,Fear o' the Dark made incarnate again,And manifest in torture, lust, and pain,Thou ...
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