Saint Maura: A.D. 304 (Charles Kingsley Poems)
Thank God! Those gazers' eyes are gone at last!The guards are crouching underneath the rock;The lights are fading in the ...
Thank God! Those gazers' eyes are gone at last!The guards are crouching underneath the rock;The lights are fading in the ...
(Written for music to be sung at a parish industrial exhibition)See the land, her Easter keeping,Rises as her Maker rose.Seeds, ...
A floating, a floatingAcross the sleeping sea,All night I heard a singing birdUpon the topmost tree.'Oh came you off the ...
How sleeps yon rock, whose half-day's bath is done.With broad blight side beneath the broad bright sun,Like sea-nymph tired, on ...
A FLOATING, a floating Across the sleeping sea, All night I heard a singing bird Upon the topmast tree. "Oh, ...
See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose. Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last ...
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