THE WORLD'S BEST POETRY
I cannot trust your counsel, friend, It surely hides some wicked end." Said Satan, "Near the throne of God, In ages past, we dev ...
White, black—queen, pawn,—'t is all the same, For on both sides he plays the game. Moved to and fro, from good to ill, We rise a ...
* DARKNESS IS THINNING. Darkness is thinning; shadows are retreating; Morning and light are coming in their beauty; Supplian ...
To a brave soul: Exalt the poore, They can do more. O, raise me then! poore bees, that work all day, Sting my delay, Who have a ...
* DESIRE. Thou, who dost dwell alone; Thou, who dost know thine own; Thou, to whom all are known, From the cradle to the gra ...
From doubt, where all is doable, Where wise men are not strong; Where comfort turns to trouble; Where just men suffer wrong; Whe ...
If no silken cord of love hath bound thee To some little world through weal and woe; If no dear eyes thy fond love can brighten, ...
O God, I cannot walk the Way,— The thorns, the thirst, the darkness, And bleeding feet and aching heart! I hear the songs and re ...
But count the reach of my desire. Let this be something in Thy sight:— I have not, in the slothful dark, Forgot the Vision and t ...
Oh! hide this self from me, that I No more, but Christ in me, may live. My vile affections crucify, Nor let one darling lust sur ...
Wisdom at once, and Power, Are welling, bubbling forth, unseen, incessantly? Why labor at the dull mechanic oar, When the fresh ...
A seeing sense that knows the eternal right; A heart with pity filled, and gentlest ruth; A manly faith that makes all darkness ...
O MASTER, LET ME WALK WITH THEE. O Master, let me walk with thee In lowly paths of service free; Tell me thy secret; help me bea ...
Columbus found a world, and had no chart, Save one that faith deciphered in the skies; To trust the soul's invincible surmise Wa ...
For Christ wil take my part, And ease me of my we. Thou sayst, Lord, whoso knocke, To them wilt thou attende; Undo, therefore, t ...
Let them not taste the hire Of their iniquitie. ANNE ASKEWE. * DOUBT AND FAITH. FROM "IN MEMORIAM," XCV. You say, but with n ...
MY TIMES ARE IN THY HAND. My times are in thy hand! I know not what a day Or e'en an hour may bring to me, But I am safe while t ...
My times are in thy hand! To thee I can intrust My slumbering clay, till thy command Bids all the dead before thee stand, Awakin ...
FRANCIS QUARLES. * THE MYSTIC'S VISION Ah! I shall kill myself with dreams! These dreams that softly lap me round Through tr ...
Till passionately vibrating, Each nerve becomes a throbbing string. Oh, incommunicably sweet! No longer aching and apart, As rai ...
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