The School Of The Heart. Lesson The Fifth. (Henry Alford Poems)
From the great sun light flows upon the earth; And every thing that lives this summer morn Looks joyous; all along the ...
From the great sun light flows upon the earth; And every thing that lives this summer morn Looks joyous; all along the ...
Erewhile of Death and human suffering Spoke we, and lingered, as in some dark wood The pilgrim lingers ere he dare approach The ...
The spring is coming round--the buds have burst, And on the coppice--path, and in the bower, The leaping spray of sunlight leaf--inwrought Sports ...
Part I.The Prologue was given by Father Christmas habited in a red robe, with a white beard and an icy ...
He was a blessed father; and he taught Us, his four children (for in that my day There were no schools as ...
Near the town of Romulus, Faithful Maid and Martyr blest, Agnes hath her sepulchre; From her holy place of rest She can see the ...
I.Ye must not die--your cheek is red,Ye have not lost your bloom;We shall be loth when ye are deadTo lay ...
Darkly the minster--towers, against the glow of the sunset,Rise from the purple band of mist that beleaguers the city:Golden the ...
A vision of the bright Shiraz, of Persian bards the theme: The vine with bunches laden hangs o'er the crystal stream; The ...
Where thickest on that eastward hill the grassy mounds are piled, We laid him till the glorious morn beside his waiting ...
Stand up before your GodYou army bold and bright,Saints martyrs and confessorsIn your robes of white;The Church below doth challenge ...
The simple folk once used to throng These mouldering steps beneath, And every child that passed along Its soft petitions breathe, In pious days ...
Light ye the torch,-- The torch that hath expired; The light with which was fired Chamber and hall and porch: But now the house ...
This world of wonders, where our lot is cast,Hath far more ends than one. A man may standOn the bluff ...
In token that thou shalt not fear Christ crucified to own, We print the Cross upon thee here, And stamp thee his alone. In ...
O bare and aimless mockery--``day by day?'' To--morrow, and the next day, and the next, No praise will hence ascend; no sacred ...
Young budding virgin, who in bashful pride, All dedicate to Christ, didst stand apart From crowds of pitying faithless, and with heart Unmoved ...
Unknown it is to me, who handed down From sire to son mine humble family; Whether they dwelt in low obscurity, Or by ...
Lady, I may not but indite to theeOne grateful tribute of my verse, to tellHow sweetly fared my spirit and ...
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