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Of The Nature Of Things: Book V - Part 02 - Against Teleological Concept
© Lucretius
And walking now
In his own footprints, I do follow through
O Thou Immortal Deity
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
O thou immortal deity
Whose throne is in the depth of human thought,
I do adjure thy power and thee
By all that man may be, by all that he is not,
By all that he has been and yet must be!
On a Wet Day
© Franco Sacchetti
As I walked thinking through a little grove,
Some girls that gathered flowers came passing me,
On Mr. Gay
© Alexander Pope
Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild;
In Wit, a Man; Simplicity, a Child:
On William Morris
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
ENTER Skald, moored in a punt,
And jacks and tenches exeunt.
Over the Hills and Far Away
© William Ernest Henley
Where forlorn sunsets flare and fade
On desolate sea and lonely sand,
On The Marriage Of A Virgin
© Dylan Thomas
Waking alone in a multitude of loves when morning's light
Surprised in the opening of her nightlong eyes
On the Countess Dowager of Manchester
© Charles Sackville
Courage, dear Moll, and drive away despair.
Mopsa, who in her youth was scarce thought fair,
One Who Rejects Christ
© John Crowe Ransom
THERE'S farmers and there's farmers,
There's many a field and field,
But none of the farmers round about
Can haul such harvest-wagons out
As I from an acre's yield.
On The Landing
© Francis Bret Harte
Do you know why they've put us in that back room,
Up in the attic, close against the sky,
And made believe our nursery's a cloak-room?
Do you know why?
On The Suicide Of A Young Lady
© Caroline Carleton
No priestly requiem is heard,
Hushed is the voice of prayer,
She lies in a dishonoured grave
The suicide lies there!
Of The Flie At The Candle
© John Bunyan
This candle is an emblem of that light
Our gospel gives in this our darksome night.
The fly a lively picture is of those
That hate and do this gospel light oppose.
At last the gospel doth become their snare,
Doth them with burning hands in pieces tear.
Of Money
© Barnabe Googe
Give money me, take friendship whoso list,
For friends are gone, come once adversity,
On Being Blessed By A Child
© Frances Anne Kemble
The voice of childhood blessed meand methought
It sounded like a solemn echo caught
Once Gods Walked...
© Friedrich Hölderlin
Once gods walked among humans,
The splendid Muses and youthful Apollo
Inspired and healed us, just like you.
And you are to me as if one of the Holy Ones
On Sacrificing To The Kings Woo, Ching, And K'ang
© Confucius
The arm of Woo was full of might;
None could his fire withstand;
And Ching and K'ang stood forth to sight,
As kinged by God's own hand.
O Spirit of the Living God
© James Montgomery
O Spirit of the living God,
In all Thy plenitude of grace,
Whereer the foot of man hath trod,
Descend on our apostate race.
