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Girlfriend
Bitch!
No, she ain't a ditch,
Got right mind,
And flexible smile, bind,
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Brian Dredan
Bitch!
No, she ain't a ditch,
Got right mind,
And flexible smile, bind,
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Brian Dredan
Value Of Literature
Value of literature is above precious ruby,
It voice higher than the dictation of God,
So timeless, with in-depth human undergo,
Worthy of deep cerebral feelings to deal
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Santosh Kumar
Value of literature is above precious ruby,
It voice higher than the dictation of God,
So timeless, with in-depth human undergo,
Worthy of deep cerebral feelings to deal
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Santosh Kumar
Michael Oaktree
Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
Floating in daylight o'er the pale green sea.
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Alfred Noyes
Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
Floating in daylight o'er the pale green sea.
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Alfred Noyes
East And West
The Day has never understood the Gloaming or the Night;
Though sired by one Creative Power, and nursed at Nature's breast;
The White Man ever fails to read the Dark Man's heart aright;
Though from the self-same Source they came, upon the self-same quest;
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Day has never understood the Gloaming or the Night;
Though sired by one Creative Power, and nursed at Nature's breast;
The White Man ever fails to read the Dark Man's heart aright;
Though from the self-same Source they came, upon the self-same quest;
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Preface
A book which needs to be written is one dealing
with the childhood of authors. It would be
not only interesting, but instructive; not merely
profitable in a general way, but practical in a
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Hilda Conkling
A book which needs to be written is one dealing
with the childhood of authors. It would be
not only interesting, but instructive; not merely
profitable in a general way, but practical in a
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Hilda Conkling
To A Friend
“You damn me with faint praise.”
Yes, faint was my applause and cold my praise,
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Joseph Rodman Drake
“You damn me with faint praise.”
Yes, faint was my applause and cold my praise,
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Joseph Rodman Drake
By Life Tormented
By life tormented, and by cunning hope,
When my soul surrenders in its battle with them,
Day and night I press my eyelids closed
And sometimes I'm vouchsafed peculiar visions.
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Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet
By life tormented, and by cunning hope,
When my soul surrenders in its battle with them,
Day and night I press my eyelids closed
And sometimes I'm vouchsafed peculiar visions.
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Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet
Andrew Rykman-s Prayer
Andrew Rykman's dead and gone;
You can see his leaning slate
In the graveyard, and thereon
Read his name and date.
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John Greenleaf Whittier
Andrew Rykman's dead and gone;
You can see his leaning slate
In the graveyard, and thereon
Read his name and date.
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John Greenleaf Whittier
Elegy I
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
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Rainer Maria Rilke
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
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Rainer Maria Rilke
The Disciple
I.
The times are changed, and gone the day
When the high heavenly land,
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George Macdonald
I.
The times are changed, and gone the day
When the high heavenly land,
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George Macdonald
A Hymn
Clothed on with thunder and with steel
And black against the dawn
The whirling armies clash and reel. . . .
A wind, and they are gone
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Don Marquis
Clothed on with thunder and with steel
And black against the dawn
The whirling armies clash and reel. . . .
A wind, and they are gone
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Don Marquis
To B. R. Haydon
HIGH is our calling, Friend!--Creative Art
(Whether the instrument of words she use,
Or pencil pregnant with ethereal hues,)
Demands the service of a mind and heart,
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William Wordsworth
HIGH is our calling, Friend!--Creative Art
(Whether the instrument of words she use,
Or pencil pregnant with ethereal hues,)
Demands the service of a mind and heart,
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William Wordsworth
Thought.
How mystical is thought! We do but think,
Be it of heaven or hell, and we are there!
Such feet has phantasy, more fleet than light,
We flash ourselves away where'er we will,
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Robert Crawford
How mystical is thought! We do but think,
Be it of heaven or hell, and we are there!
Such feet has phantasy, more fleet than light,
We flash ourselves away where'er we will,
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Robert Crawford
The Dream Of Youth
In days of yore, while yet the world was new,
And all around was beautiful to view-
When spring or summer ruled the happy hours,
And golden fruit hung down mid opening flowers;
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Sam G. Goodrich
In days of yore, while yet the world was new,
And all around was beautiful to view-
When spring or summer ruled the happy hours,
And golden fruit hung down mid opening flowers;
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Sam G. Goodrich
Twenty-fourth Sunday After Trinity
The heart knoweth his own bitterness: and a stranger doth not
intermeddle with his joy. Proverbs xiv. 10.
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John Keble
The heart knoweth his own bitterness: and a stranger doth not
intermeddle with his joy. Proverbs xiv. 10.
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John Keble
Poems On Man
Man goes into the noisy crowd
to drown his own clamour of silence.
Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly.
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Rabindranath Tagore
Man goes into the noisy crowd
to drown his own clamour of silence.
Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly.
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Rabindranath Tagore
The Greatness Of The World
Through the world which the Spirit creative and kind
First formed out of chaos, I fly like the wind,
Until on the strand
Of its billows I land,
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Friedrich Schiller
Through the world which the Spirit creative and kind
First formed out of chaos, I fly like the wind,
Until on the strand
Of its billows I land,
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Friedrich Schiller
Poetry
Poet exaggerate creative imagination,
Phrasing the words,
Narrating the stories,
Sing a sentimental song in rhyming rhythm,
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Norbu Dorji
Poet exaggerate creative imagination,
Phrasing the words,
Narrating the stories,
Sing a sentimental song in rhyming rhythm,
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Norbu Dorji
The Listener
Why, certainly. Let's listen to the cricket.
Oh, I'm quite keen. Test match, I understand.
At... What's that? Oh, Australia's at the wicket.
South Africa - a most intriguing land.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Why, certainly. Let's listen to the cricket.
Oh, I'm quite keen. Test match, I understand.
At... What's that? Oh, Australia's at the wicket.
South Africa - a most intriguing land.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
August
This was its promise, held to faithfully:
The early morning sun came in this way
Until the angle of its saffron beam
Between the curtains and the sofa lay,
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Boris Pasternak
This was its promise, held to faithfully:
The early morning sun came in this way
Until the angle of its saffron beam
Between the curtains and the sofa lay,
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Boris Pasternak
An Inventor
Not yet!
I thought this time 'twas done at last,
the workings perfected, the life in it;
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Augusta Davies Webster
Not yet!
I thought this time 'twas done at last,
the workings perfected, the life in it;
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Augusta Davies Webster
The Artists
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,
Upon the waning century standest thou,
In proud and noble manhood's prime,
With unlocked senses, with a spirit freed,
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Friedrich Schiller
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,
Upon the waning century standest thou,
In proud and noble manhood's prime,
With unlocked senses, with a spirit freed,
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Friedrich Schiller
A Song Of Harvest
This day, two hundred years ago,
The wild grape by the river's side,
And tasteless groundnut trailing low,
The table of the woods supplied.
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John Greenleaf Whittier
This day, two hundred years ago,
The wild grape by the river's side,
And tasteless groundnut trailing low,
The table of the woods supplied.
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John Greenleaf Whittier
The Dream Of Youth.
In days of yore, while yet the world was new,
And all around was beautiful to view
When spring or summer ruled the happy hours,
And golden fruit hung down mid opening flowers;
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Samuel Griswold Goodrich
In days of yore, while yet the world was new,
And all around was beautiful to view
When spring or summer ruled the happy hours,
And golden fruit hung down mid opening flowers;
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Samuel Griswold Goodrich
The Pleasures Of Imagination - The Second Book
When shall the laurel and the vocal string
Resume their honours? When shall we behold
The tuneful tongue, the Promethéan hand
Aspire to ancient praise? Alas! how faint,
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Mark Akenside
When shall the laurel and the vocal string
Resume their honours? When shall we behold
The tuneful tongue, the Promethéan hand
Aspire to ancient praise? Alas! how faint,
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Mark Akenside
The Prelude - Book Second
SCHOOL-TIME (continued)
Thus far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much
Unvisited, endeavoured to retrace
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William Wordsworth
SCHOOL-TIME (continued)
Thus far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much
Unvisited, endeavoured to retrace
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William Wordsworth
The Excursion - Book First - The Wanderer
'Twas summer, and the sun had mounted high:
Southward the landscape indistinctly glared
Through a pale steam; but all the northern downs,
In clearest air ascending, showed far off
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William Wordsworth
'Twas summer, and the sun had mounted high:
Southward the landscape indistinctly glared
Through a pale steam; but all the northern downs,
In clearest air ascending, showed far off
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William Wordsworth
The Artists.
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,
Upon the waning century standest thou,
In proud and noble manhood's prime,
With unlocked senses, with a spirit freed,
.....
Friedrich Schiller
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,
Upon the waning century standest thou,
In proud and noble manhood's prime,
With unlocked senses, with a spirit freed,
.....
Friedrich Schiller
The Power Of Words
‘Oinos.'
Pardon, Agathos, the weakness of a spirit new-fledged with
immortality!
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Edgar Allan Poe
‘Oinos.'
Pardon, Agathos, the weakness of a spirit new-fledged with
immortality!
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Edgar Allan Poe
The Squanderer
God gave him passions, splendid as the sun,
Meant for the lordliest purposes; a part
Of nature's full and fertile mother heart,
From which new systems and new stars are spun.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
God gave him passions, splendid as the sun,
Meant for the lordliest purposes; a part
Of nature's full and fertile mother heart,
From which new systems and new stars are spun.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Domestic Affections
WHENCE are those tranquil joys, in mercy giv'n,
To light the wilderness with beams of Heav'n?
To sooth our cares, and thro' the cloud diffuse,
Their tempered sun-shine, and celestial hues?
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Felicia Dorothea Hemans
WHENCE are those tranquil joys, in mercy giv'n,
To light the wilderness with beams of Heav'n?
To sooth our cares, and thro' the cloud diffuse,
Their tempered sun-shine, and celestial hues?
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Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story: Part V
Said the high hill, in the morning: “Look on me-
“Behold, sweet earth, sweet sister sky, behold
“The red flames on my peaks, and how my pines
“Are cressets of pure gold; my quarried scars
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
Said the high hill, in the morning: “Look on me-
“Behold, sweet earth, sweet sister sky, behold
“The red flames on my peaks, and how my pines
“Are cressets of pure gold; my quarried scars
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story: Part Vi
“Who curseth Sorrow knows her not at all.
Dark matrix she, from which the human soul
Has its last birth; whence, with its misty thews,
Close-knitted in her blackness, issues out;
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
“Who curseth Sorrow knows her not at all.
Dark matrix she, from which the human soul
Has its last birth; whence, with its misty thews,
Close-knitted in her blackness, issues out;
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
The Diary Of An Old Soul: 05 ' May.
1.
What though my words glance sideways from the thing
Which I would utter in thine ear, my sire!
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George Macdonald
1.
What though my words glance sideways from the thing
Which I would utter in thine ear, my sire!
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George Macdonald
The Diary Of An Old Soul: 07 ' July.
1.
Alas, my tent! see through it a whirlwind sweep!
Moaning, poor Fancy's doves are swept away.
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George Macdonald
1.
Alas, my tent! see through it a whirlwind sweep!
Moaning, poor Fancy's doves are swept away.
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George Macdonald
The Diary Of An Old Soul: 08 ' August.
1.
So shall abundant entrance me be given
Into the truth, my life's inheritance.
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George Macdonald
1.
So shall abundant entrance me be given
Into the truth, my life's inheritance.
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George Macdonald
As The Indian
Lo, the poor Indian, whose untutored mind
Sees God in the clouds and hears Him in the wind.
-Pope.
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Alfred Castner King
Lo, the poor Indian, whose untutored mind
Sees God in the clouds and hears Him in the wind.
-Pope.
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Alfred Castner King
The Poet's Possession
Think not, oh master of the well-tilled field,
This earth is only thine; for after thee,
When all is sown and gathered and put by,
Comes the grave poet with creative eye,
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Archibald Lampman
Think not, oh master of the well-tilled field,
This earth is only thine; for after thee,
When all is sown and gathered and put by,
Comes the grave poet with creative eye,
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Archibald Lampman
The Nativity Of Our Lord And Saviour Jesus Christ
Where is this stupendous stranger,
Swains of Solyma, advise?
Lead me to my Master's manger,
Show me where my Saviour lies.
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Christopher Smart
Where is this stupendous stranger,
Swains of Solyma, advise?
Lead me to my Master's manger,
Show me where my Saviour lies.
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Christopher Smart
Nothing Remains
Nothing remains of unrecorded ages
That lie in the silent cemetery time;
Their wisdom may have shamed our wisest sages,
Their glory may have been indeed sublime.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Nothing remains of unrecorded ages
That lie in the silent cemetery time;
Their wisdom may have shamed our wisest sages,
Their glory may have been indeed sublime.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
In Memory
I
Serene and beautiful and very wise,
Most erudite in curious Grecian lore,
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Joyce Kilmer
I
Serene and beautiful and very wise,
Most erudite in curious Grecian lore,
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Joyce Kilmer
Ornithanthropos
'Let John P. Irish rise!' the edict rang
As when Creation into being sprang!
Nature, not clearly understanding, tried
To make a bird that on the air could ride.
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Ambrose Bierce
'Let John P. Irish rise!' the edict rang
As when Creation into being sprang!
Nature, not clearly understanding, tried
To make a bird that on the air could ride.
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Ambrose Bierce
Resolve
Build on resolve, and not upon regret,
The structure of thy future. Do not grope
Among the shadows of old sins, but let
Thine own soulâ??s light shine on the path of hope
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Build on resolve, and not upon regret,
The structure of thy future. Do not grope
Among the shadows of old sins, but let
Thine own soulâ??s light shine on the path of hope
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Poetry (sonnet)
The lifeâ??s chance and creative spirit
United painfully in you,
And midst the beautyâ??s hitting views
Thereâ??s not so airy and exquisiteâ?¦
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Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky
The lifeâ??s chance and creative spirit
United painfully in you,
And midst the beautyâ??s hitting views
Thereâ??s not so airy and exquisiteâ?¦
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Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky
Definition Of Creative Art
With shirt wide open at the collar,
Maned as Beethoven's bust, it stands;
Our conscience, dreams, the night and love,
Are as chessmen covered by its hands.
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Boris Pasternak
With shirt wide open at the collar,
Maned as Beethoven's bust, it stands;
Our conscience, dreams, the night and love,
Are as chessmen covered by its hands.
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Boris Pasternak
The Poet's Possession
Think not, oh master of the well-tilled field,
This earth is only thine; for after thee,
When all is sown and gathered and put by,
Comes the grave poet with creative eye,
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Archibald Lampman
Think not, oh master of the well-tilled field,
This earth is only thine; for after thee,
When all is sown and gathered and put by,
Comes the grave poet with creative eye,
.....
Archibald Lampman
America
NOR force nor fraud shall sunder us! O ye
Who north or south, on east or western land,
Native to noble sounds, say truth for truth,
Freedom for freedom, love for love, and God
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Sydney Thompson Dobell
NOR force nor fraud shall sunder us! O ye
Who north or south, on east or western land,
Native to noble sounds, say truth for truth,
Freedom for freedom, love for love, and God
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Sydney Thompson Dobell
To My Mother
Once more the Christian festival is near,
And I, for whom each day repeats all days
Continuously in ecstasy of praise,
Love's birthday lasting through the unending year,
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John Le Gay Brereton
Once more the Christian festival is near,
And I, for whom each day repeats all days
Continuously in ecstasy of praise,
Love's birthday lasting through the unending year,
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John Le Gay Brereton
Grandeur
Dedicated to the mountains of the San Juan district,
Colorado, as seen from the summit of Mt. Wilson.
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Alfred Castner King
Dedicated to the mountains of the San Juan district,
Colorado, as seen from the summit of Mt. Wilson.
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Alfred Castner King