How To Treat A Poet (Benjamin Musser Poems)
Break his spirit, until heWrite for popularity.If he thirst, bid him drinkFloods of sentimental ink;Then, with inspiration spent,Make him Poetry ...
Break his spirit, until heWrite for popularity.If he thirst, bid him drinkFloods of sentimental ink;Then, with inspiration spent,Make him Poetry ...
Unto a soul there came the spectre Strife,To teach him of the bitterness of life;And then came Grief, to mock ...
Three hundred thousand men, but not enoughTo break this township on a winding stream;More yet must fall, and more, ere ...
Sinners, turn, why will ye die?God, your Maker, asks you why?God, who did your being give,Made you with himself to ...
Jesus, by whose grace I live,From the fear of evil kept,Thou has lengthen'd my reprieve,Held in being while I slept.With ...
Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mind To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind; To ...
How many of those people would turn on Christ how many who sang Hosanna would shout to send him to ...
No cries of hosanna no hail to the king palm boughs not waving no sound of singing greeting the Lord ...
The crowd like sheep mindlessly following the exhortations of the leaders stirring them to shout Not hosannahs, praises to the ...
Evil stalking, a presence in the courtyard of power that fateful morning Christ judged, convicted whipped and beaten wearing a ...
ours are the hands who held his wrists the crowd screaming to crucify our sin the nails driven into his ...
Spit in my face you Jews, and pierce my side, Buffet, and scoff, scourge, and crucify me, For I have ...
I should have been too glad, I see -- Too lifted -- for the scant degree Of Life's penurious Round ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
Dead to sin by the cross of Christ. Rom. 6:1,2,6. Shall we go on to sin Because thy grace abounds; ...
The end of the affair is always death. She's my workshop. Slippery eye, out of the tribe of myself my ...
A MAN was crucified. He came to the city a stranger, was accused, and nailed to a cross. He lingered ...
We'll return the little box Into the arms Of her inconspicuously honest properties We won't do anything Against her will ...
Composed, by Special Request, 18th June 1890 Then Pilate, the Roman Governor, took Jesus and scourged Him, And the soldiers ...
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