The lightning and thunder
They go and they come:
3 lines, 2 comments
I took it for a bird of prey that soared
High over ocean, battled mount, and plain;
8 lines
Who know thee, love: thy life be such
That, ere the year be o'er,
4 lines
1.
I lay and dreamed. The master came
291 lines
1.
Lord of the world's undying youth,
456 lines
LORD, I do choose the higher than my will.
I would be handled by thy nursing arms
297 lines
SO shall abundant entrance me be given
Into the truth, my life's inheritance.
309 lines
I AM a little weary of my life—
Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the blood
307 lines
I TO myself have neither power nor worth,
Patience nor love, nor anything right good;
287 lines
LORD, what I once had done with youthful might,
Had I been from the first true to the truth,
307 lines
ALAS, my tent! see through it a whirlwind sweep!
Moaning, poor Fancy's doves are swept away.
307 lines
FROM thine, as then, the healing virtue goes
Into our hearts—that is the Father's plan.
297 lines
THE song birds that come to me night and morn,
Fly oft away and vanish if I sleep,
307 lines
WHAT though my words glance sideways from the thing
Which I would utter in thine ear, my sire!
307 lines
THOU art of this world, Christ. Thou know'st it all;
Thou know'st our evens, our morns, our red and gray;
299 lines
REMEMBER, Lord, thou hast not made me good.
Or if thou didst, it was so long ago
307 lines
WE are a shadow and a shining, we!
One moment nothing seems but what we see,
297 lines
O Lord, my God, how long
Shall my poor heart pant for a boundless joy?
216 lines
Babe Jesus lay in Mary's lap,
The sun shone in his hair;
20 lines
\The Year Of The Trouble In Lancashire\
49 lines
Loving looks the large-eyed cow,
Loving stares the long-eared ass
14 lines, 1 comment
Lord, hear my discontent: all blank I stand,
A mirror polished by thy hand;
28 lines
When the clock hath ceased to tick
Soul-like in the gloomy hall;
32 lines
A child was born in sin and shame,
Wronged by his very birth,
56 lines
I dreamed of a song--I heard it sung;
In the ear of my soul its strange notes rung.
22 lines
The stars are spinning their threads,
And the clouds are the dust that flies,
16 lines
When God's own child came down to earth,
High heaven was very glad;
8 lines
O Mother Earth, I have a fear
Which I would tell to thee--
24 lines
Proudly the youth, by manhood sudden crowned,
Went walking by his horses to the plough,
1397 lines
Rose o' my hert,
Open yer leaves to the lampin mune;
20 lines
|