The World's Best Poetry ...J.D. Morris, 1904 |
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... silence that is the only answer to our call for help , the tumult of emotion , the strange perplexity of mind , the dull despair , the inexplicable paralysis of feeling , intermingling in one wholly incon- sistent and incongruous ...
... silence that is the only answer to our call for help , the tumult of emotion , the strange perplexity of mind , the dull despair , the inexplicable paralysis of feeling , intermingling in one wholly incon- sistent and incongruous ...
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but the silence is broken . First we listen to the poet , then we listen to the same song sung in our own hearts , the same , for it is God who has sung to him and who sings to us . And when the be- reaved has found God , he has found ...
but the silence is broken . First we listen to the poet , then we listen to the same song sung in our own hearts , the same , for it is God who has sung to him and who sings to us . And when the be- reaved has found God , he has found ...
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... silent stars , the blue and smiling sky , Beam o'er its grave , as once upon its birth . Love not ! Love not ! O warning vainly said In present hours as in years gone by ! Love flings a halo round the dear one's head , Faultless ...
... silent stars , the blue and smiling sky , Beam o'er its grave , as once upon its birth . Love not ! Love not ! O warning vainly said In present hours as in years gone by ! Love flings a halo round the dear one's head , Faultless ...
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... silent , I pray , It fetters my thoughts that would flee far away . As the sun goes down . " In her maiden bower sat the Princess forlorn , The lad had ceased to play on his horn . 66 Oh , why art thou silent ? I beg thee to play ! It ...
... silent , I pray , It fetters my thoughts that would flee far away . As the sun goes down . " In her maiden bower sat the Princess forlorn , The lad had ceased to play on his horn . 66 Oh , why art thou silent ? I beg thee to play ! It ...
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... silent in a last embrace . Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth ! Cursed be the social lies that warp us from the living truth ! Cursed be the sickly forms that err from honest nature's DISAPPOINTMENT IN ...
... silent in a last embrace . Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth ! Cursed be the social lies that warp us from the living truth ! Cursed be the sickly forms that err from honest nature's DISAPPOINTMENT IN ...
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Страница 31 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
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