98 submissions in this volume.
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I had no God but these,
The sacerdotal Trees,
20 lines
If thou, like Zacheus, wouldst see
Thy Lord and Master, climb the tree,
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For man or for your fellows die,
Ye bleeding victims, e'en as I
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Ye have the power to lift us higher.
The Prodigal among the swine
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Like the manna, mute as snow,
Swift the Moments come & go,
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I walk beside a lonely lake
Where, ere thy natal day,
8 lines, 1 comment
The cock crows; & behold the hidden Day--
The thrice-denied--appears,
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The world His cradle is;
The stars His worshippers;
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I cannot hold within My hands
Thy gift, but here My mother stands
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My GOD the Baby is
That rests upon my knee.
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I that have lashed the sea
And from the forest torn the rooted tree,
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Tho' Almighty, far from me,
Little Babe, you cannot be;
6 lines, 1 comment
When first her Christmas watch to keep
Came down the silent angel, Sleep,
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Reason, have done!
Of thee I'll none
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From Bethlehem to Calvary,
By night and day, by land and sea,
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Lord, as from Thy body bleeding,
Wave by wave is life receding
6 lines
It came to pass
That "Brother Ass"
36 lines
O earth, who daily kissed His feet
Like lowly Magdalen,--how sweet
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It is His garment; and to them
Who touch in faith its utmost hem
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In patience as in labour must thou be
A follower of Me,
4 lines
"Stay for me here"--Ah, well doth Love obey
Thy mandate: for the stars have burnt away
12 lines
I know not what a day may bring;
For now 'tis Sorrow that I sing,
6 lines
And is it well with thee?
Ay, past all dreaming, well!
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My neighbour as myself to love,
Thou hast commanded me,
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I pause for tears. But thou, my lute,
Why art thou, like thy master, mute?
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Far inland, where the sea,
Throughout the day,
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Low, I listen in my grave
For the silence soon to be
12 lines
O marshes that remain
In anguish dumb
8 lines
If Life and Death be things that seem,
If Death be sleep, and Life a dream,
4 lines
If I were dead, and yonder chime
Retold the fairy-tale of Time,
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For one extinguished light
Of Love, all heaven is night;
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Thou hast put on the livery,
And learned the shibboleth,
8 lines
He touched the strings; & lo, the strain--
As waters dimple to the rain--
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Go now thy way, but whereso'er thou art,
If sick again for home,
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The sun is gone; & the forsaken sea--
Her glance a tear
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Fade not yet, O summer day,
For my love hath answered yea.
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We are but pilgrims; and the skin
That covers us, the tent wherein,
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O to be with thee sinking to thy rest,
Thy journey done;
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The sedge was sere; the water still,
As waiting for the wintry chill;
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All your sylvan prophecies
But a phantom sigh!
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Behold, throughout the land,
On many a smoking pyre
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The ghost am I
Of winds that die
12 lines, 3 comments
Now, weary, one by one we lay
Aside the panoply of day;
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For ever face to face,
As towered of old
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Give us this day our daily bread.
"Oh wheat," the wind, in passing, said,
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Who first beneath the mistletoe
On Christmas night is found,
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I died at sea; and homeward bound,
I journey half the world around
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Another blossom blooms for thee
Upon the never-failing Tree
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A pentecostal breath--
The wind that baffles Death--
6 lines
I go not to the grave to weep,
But to my heart, wherein I keep
8 lines, 2 comments
The winds from many a cloudy mane
Shake off the sweat of gathering rain
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The night that bore me to my dead,
Along the dreary way
6 lines, 1 comment
Henceforth alone to bear
The cross thou canst not share
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After the man-child morn,
Of night no babe is born:
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Dust thou art, and unto dust,
Playfellow, return thou must;
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I miss thee everywhere.
The places dear to thee,
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This, biting Frost--this, branding Sun--
This, Wind or drenching Rain hath done:
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I passed him daily, but his eyes,
On others musing, missed me,
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Now that the birds are gone
That sang the summer through,
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Thro' thee the ocean knows
The fragrance of the rose;
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'Twas August: and a Gypsy Breeze
Came wandering thro' the wood.
12 lines
The soul that sees no hell below,
No heaven above,
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Rain on the roof and rain
On the burial-place of grain;
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Farewell! I may not meet thee till the day
Hath passed away;
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Full many a noonday nook I know
Where memory is fain to go
8 lines
Strong to suffer, strong to sin,
Loving much, and much forgiven,
24 lines
Stars, that in the darkness bloom
Wither in the light;
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The earth to us her bread
Of life doth give;
8 lines
A lonely road I tread again,
As once with Love's companion, Pain,
6 lines
The epitaph of Night
The Sunbeams write;
6 lines
Here underneath the sod,
Where night till now hath been,
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Like Simeon of old,
The new-born Babe I hold
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The dead there are, who live;
The living, who are dead:
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I laid my vesture by
Upon this spot,
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Love thy violin:
Let thy soul therein
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The sweetest warblers--one in light,
And one in darkness, screened from sight--
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Feed me, O morning, till the ray
That love hath kindled in the shade,
4 lines
Full many a heedless fellow-man
Had passed him on the way,
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Out of the deep are we,
Out of that inland sea
4 lines, 1 comment
Behold the reed of scorn,
Like Aaron's rod,
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Do quickly what thou hast to do;
For, till to dust again,
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Each separate life is fed
From many a fountain-head:
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Little squirrel in the tree,
Faithless other friends to me,
8 lines
A dreamer in the dark, I grow
Prophetic in the morning glow;
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'Tis well the dimples sweet
To kiss away--
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Death seemed afraid to wake her;
For, traversing the deep,
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The tempest past--
A home in ruin laid;
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Still closer doth she cowl with night
Her visage white,
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"Give us this day our daily bread," and \light\:
For more to me, O Lord, than food is sight:
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Back to the primal gloom
Where life began,
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Again as in the desert way,
Behold my guides--a cloud by day,
6 lines, 2 comments
I loved her countenance whereon,
Despite the longest day,
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For me her life to consecrate,
My Lady Light
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The dawn to ours is dusk to other eyes;
And, light away,
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The day is nearer to the night
Than to another day:
4 lines, 4 comments
Her mistress would not have her stay;
And so the fair hand-maiden, Day--
8 lines
My twilight is before the dark,
And thine before the day;
6 lines
They bound Thine eyes, & questioned, "Tell us now
Who smote Thee." Thou wast silent. When to-day
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