When God Is Born, No Power Prevails (Franciszek Karpinski Poems)
When God is born, no power prevails,Our Lord in nakedness enwound.All fire congeals, all luster pales,Contained is He that knows ...
When God is born, no power prevails,Our Lord in nakedness enwound.All fire congeals, all luster pales,Contained is He that knows ...
She faded, O, she faded!And the roses fled her cheek,And her voice, that caroled like a bird's,Grew tremulous and weak!Her ...
I hold him great who, for Love's sake, Can give with generous, earnest will; Yet ...
Trouble is an exerciserSent us by a Wisdom wiserThan the mind of man possesses.Doubts and dangers and distressesCome not purposely ...
OUR children are our monuments, The little ones we leave behind, If they are good and brave and kind,And labor ...
His greatness hath not left him; till the years Have won the nation from her children dead, And robbed ...
Why — can anybody say? —Has upon my natal dayNothing ever taken placeOf importance to the race?Why has no one ...
I fling the past behind me, like a robe Worn threadbare at the seams, and out of date. I have ...
If instead of being hanged by the neck you're thrown inside for not giving up hope in the world, your ...
Chorus. What sweeter music can we bring, Than a Carol, for to sing The Birth of this our heavenly King? ...
And so I look back still thinking of her with painful heart, this clench of inner flesh. -Kakinomoto Hitomaro from ...
discontented, pulled too far our desires, off-kilter estrangement from God our lives out of balance no sense of peace stretched, ...
Their big sister, far down the sidewalk walking purposely around the church Slightly slower, noticing the bright red the sugar ...
I've tried the new moon tilted in the air Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster As you might try a jewel ...
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry: some flurries have whitened the edges of roads and lawns: time ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Now Serena be not coy, Since we freely may enjoy Sweet embraces, such delights, As will shorten tedious nights. Think ...
I thank thee, friend, for the beautiful thought That in words well chosen thou gavest to me, Deep in the ...
There, a little right of Ursus Major, is the Milky Way: a man can point it out, the biggest billionfold ...
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