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2,201 illustrations — Poetic illustrations and verse for preaching
thy Crucifix Enable thee to guess The smaller size! thy second face Mind thee in Paradise Of ours!
Thus is it with Life's fitful fever: We madly smile when we should groan; Delirium is our best deceiver. Each lucid interval of thought Recalls the woes of Nature's charter; And _He_ that acts as _wise men ought_, But _lives_--as Saints have died--a martyr.
It sounded as if the Streets were running And then -- the Streets stood still -- Eclipse -- was all we could see at the...
One sung of thee who left the tale untold, Like the false dawns which perish in the bursting; Like empty cups of wrought and daedal gold, Which mock the lips with air, when they are thirsting.
Under this marble, or under this sill, Or under this turf, or e'en what they will; Whatever an heir, or a friend in his stead, Or any good creature shall lay o'er my head, Lies one who ne'er cared, and...
Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host -- Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost. Other Betrothal shall...
more resistless, more enduring than I can tell, the thought of you! Then separate, as disembodied, the purest born, The ethereal, the last athletic reality, my consolation, I ascend—I float in the regions of your love, O man, O sharer of my roving life.
God -- spell the word! I -- can't -- Was't Grace? Not that -- Was't Glory? That -- will do -- Spell slower -- Glory -- Such Anniversary shall be --
He who, sublime, in epic numbers roll'd, And he who struck the softer lyre of Love, By Death's _unequal_hand alike controul'd, Fit comrades in Elysian regions move!
Forbidden fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks!
How much the present moment means To those who've nothing more -- The Fop -- the Carp -- the Atheist -- Stake an entire store...
Could Hope inspect her Basis Her Craft were done -- Has a fictitious Charter Or it has none -- Balked in the vastest instance But...
Has Anybody found? You'll know it by the Row of Stars Around its forehead bound. A Rich man -- might not notice it -- Yet -- to my frugal Eye, Of more Esteem than Ducats -- Oh find it -- Sir -- for me!
Yesterday is History, 'Tis so far away -- Yesterday is Poetry -- 'Tis Philosophy -- Yesterday is mystery -- Where it is Today While we...
Is not to-day enough? Why do I peer Into the darkness of the day to come? Is not to-morrow even as yesterday? And will the day that follows change thy doom?
LADY, accept the box a hero wore, In spite of all this elegiac stuff: Let not seven stanzas written by a bore, Prevent your Ladyship from taking snuff!
Dying at my music! Bubble! Bubble! Hold me till the Octave's run! Quick! Burst the Windows! Ritardando! Phials left, and the Sun!
I'll tell you how the Sun rose -- A Ribbon at a time -- The Steeples swam in Amethyst -- The news, like Squirrels, ran...
HERE'S a happy New Year! but with reason I beg you'll permit me to say-- Wish me _many_ returns of the _Season_, But as _few_ as you please of the _Day_.
little lock of golden hue In gently waving ringlet curl'd, By the dear head on which you grew, I would not lose you for _a world_. Not though a thousand more adorn The polished brow where once you shone, Like...
Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years, Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe Are brackish with the salt of human tears!
SUPPOSED TO BE ADDRESSED TO WILLIAM GODWIN. Mighty eagle! thou that soarest O'er the misty mountain forest, And amid the light of morning Like a cloud of glory hiest, And when night descends defiest The embattled tempests' warning!
You call me still your _Life_.--Oh! change the word-- Life is as transient as the inconstant sigh: Say rather I'm your Soul; more just that name, For, like the soul, my Love can never die.
I had no time to Hate -- Because The Grave would hinder Me -- And Life was not so Ample I Could finish -- Enmity...
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