The Portrait (John Bannister Tabb Poems)
Each has his Angel-Guardian. Mine, I know,Looks on me from that pictured face. Behold,How clear, between those rifted clouds of ...
Each has his Angel-Guardian. Mine, I know,Looks on me from that pictured face. Behold,How clear, between those rifted clouds of ...
O little child, that once was I,And still in part must be,When other children pass me by,Again thy face I ...
It died so young! and yet,Of all that vanished hence,Is none to lingering regretSo lost as Innocence:For wheresoe'er we go,Whatever ...
"Et ridebit in die novissimo"When wrought of Joy and Innocence,'T is unto God it goes,A fragrance of the olive whenceHis ...
First go-between in fallen man's defence,To shield, or share his blame.Christ-like, to lend the robe of innocenceWherewith to hide his ...
Niva, Child of Innocence,Dust to dust we go:Thou, when Winter wooed thee hence,Wentest snow to snow. (John Bannister Tabb)
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