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The Children Of The Lord's Supper. (From The Swedish Of Bishop Tegner) — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Pentecost, day of rejoicing, had come. The church of the village Gleaming stood in the morning's sheen. On the spire of the bell Decked with a brazen...	151 views Rate it
The Disciples — Aleister Crowley	"To Lionel Engers-Kennedy: to the memory of Hargrave Jennings: and to A. C. W. G. and H. E....	151 views Rate it
Praise the God for Jesus Christ Justus — Astghick Moradkhanians	Long ago , for ethenic cleansing the political ruler stablished law enforcement for arrest and deportation (teheir law)on 24 April 1915. Architect of...	150 views Rate it
'Tis so appalling—it exhilarates — Emily Dickinson	'Tis so appalling—it exhilarates— So over Horror, it half Captivates— The Soul stares after it, secure— A Sepulchre, fears frost, no...	150 views Rate it
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad — Emily Dickinson	Of all the Sounds despatched abroad, There's not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boughs— That phraseless Melody— The Wind does—working like a...	150 views Rate it
The Splendid Shilling — John Arthur Phillips	-- -- Sing, Heavenly Muse, Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime, A Shilling, Breeches, and Chimera's...	148 views Rate it
Canadian Sports and Games and Plays — James McIntyre	Burns sang of joys of Hallowe'en, But in Canada is oft seen By far more jolly times than these, At logging raising, paring bees, For here the youth is not...	148 views Rate it
Walter Von Der Vogel Weid — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Vogelweid the Minnesinger, When he left this world of ours, Laid his body in the cloister, Under Wurtzburg's minster...	148 views Rate it
The fight for irish freedom — Liam Ó Comáin	Since Britain first invaded our shores As a nation we have never experienced Freedom although across the generations Many have fought and died for our...	146 views Rate it
Oh, For a Bowl of Fat Canary — John Lyly	Oh, for a bowl of fat Canary, Rich Palermo, sparkling Sherry, Some nectar else, from Juno's dairy; Oh, these draughts would make us...	146 views Rate it
Hark the sky-lark in the cloud — Augusta Davies Webster	HARK the sky-lark in the cloud, Hark the cricket in the grass, Trilling blitheness clear and loud, Chirping glee to all who pass. Oh, the merry summer...	146 views Rate it
The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Canto First — William Wordsworth	FROM Bolton's old monastic tower The bells ring loud with gladsome power; The sun shines bright; the fields are gay With people in their best array Of...	145 views Rate it
A Valentine To My Wife — Eugene Field	Accept, dear girl, this little token, And if between the lines you seek, You'll find the love I've often spoken— The love my dying lips shall...	145 views Rate it
Broken Song — Rabindranath Tagore	Kasinath the new young singer fills the hall with sound: The seven notes dance in his throat like seven tame birds. His voice is a sharp sword slicing and...	142 views Rate it
Hiawatha's Wedding-Feast — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis, How the handsome Yenadizze Danced at Hiawatha's wedding; How the gentle Chibiabos, He the sweetest of musicians, ...	142 views Rate it
The Diverting History Of John Gilpin, Showing How He Went Farther Than He Intended, And Came Safe Home Again — William Cowper	John Gilpin was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London...	140 views Rate it
To Mignon — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	OVER vale and torrent far Rolls along the sun's bright car. Ah! he wakens in his course Mine, as thy deep-seated...	140 views Rate it
Christmas Time Everyone Let's Come Together — Mario William Vitale	lines are being drawn in the sand see I got a plan hold the fort down kicking it with a two bit clown cause I know you want me around got rap beat...	139 views Rate it
A Corymbus For Autumn — Francis Thompson	Hearken my chant, 'tis As a Bacchante's, A grape-spurt, a vine-splash, a tossed tress, flown vaunt 'tis! Suffer my singing, Gipsy of Seasons, ere thou go...	139 views Rate it
Christmas Day — Charles Kingsley	How will it dawn, the coming Christmas Day? A northern Christmas, such as painters love, And kinsfolk, shaking hands but once a year, And dames who tell...	139 views Rate it
Book Eighth: Retrospect--Love Of Nature Leading To Love Of Man — William Wordsworth	WHAT sounds are those, Helvellyn, that are heard Up to thy summit, through the depth of air Ascending, as if distance had the power To make the sounds...	138 views Rate it
Song Of The Negro Boatman — John Greenleaf Whittier	Oh, praise an' tanks! De Lord he come To set de people free; An' massa tink it day ob doom, An' we ob jubilee. De Lord dat heap de Red Sea waves He jus'...	138 views Rate it
An Unmerry Christmas — Ambrose Bierce	Christmas, you tell me, comes but once a year. One place it never comes, and that is here. Here, in these pages no good wishes spring, No well-worn...	138 views Rate it
Good Friday — Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	So we forget? The streets bloom gay With festive garments, many hued; And man and maid laugh down the way With all the joy of life imbued. Respite from...	137 views Rate it
Christmas — John Clare	Christmas is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now E'en want will dry its tears in mirth And crown him wi' a holly bough Tho tramping...	136 views Rate it