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Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XVIII. – Our Lady Of The Snow, By: William Wordsworth

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Meek Virgin Mother, more benignThan fairest Star, upon the heightOf thy own mountain, set to keepLone vigils through the hours of sleep,What eye can look upon thy shrineUntroubled at the sight? These crowded offerings as they hangIn sign of misery relieved,Even these, without intent of theirs,Report of comfortless despairs,Of many a deep and cureless pangAnd confidence … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XVIII. – Our Lady Of The Snow, By: William Wordsworth

Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XVII. – Engelberg, The Hill Of Angels, By: William Wordsworth

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For gentlest uses, oft-times Nature takesThe work of Fancy from her willing hands;And such a beautiful creation makesAs renders needless spells and magic wands,And for the boldest tale belief commands.When first mine eyes beheld that famous Hill,The sacred Engelberg, celestial Bands,With intermingling motions soft and still,Hung round its top, on wings that changed their hues … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XVII. – Engelberg, The Hill Of Angels, By: William Wordsworth

Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XVI. – Scene On The Lake Of Brientz, By: William Wordsworth

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"What know we of the Blest aboveBut that they sing and that they love?"Yet, if they ever did inspireA mortal hymn, or shaped the choir,Now, where those harvest Damsels floatHomeward in their rugged Boat,(While all the ruffling winds are fledEach slumbering on some mountain's head)Now, surely, hath that gracious aidBeen felt, that influence is displayed.Pupils of Heaven, in … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XVI. – Scene On The Lake Of Brientz, By: William Wordsworth

Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XV. – After-Thought, By: William Wordsworth

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O life! without thy chequered sceneOf right and wrong, of weal and woe,Success and failure, could a groundFor magnanimity be found;For faith, 'mid ruined hopes, serene?Or whence could virtue flow? Pain entered through a ghastly breachNor while sin lasts must effort cease;Heaven upon earth's an empty boast;But, for the bowers of Eden lost,Mercy has placed within our reachA … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XV. – After-Thought, By: William Wordsworth

Infinite Wisdom, By: Daniel S. Irwin

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God, taking a short break,Looked down to Earth andSaw what He had created.And He cried, "Oh, Myself!What have I done?" Yes,Well, now there was reallyNothing for it but to startOver from scratch. But,What to do with what HeHad already made, all theLittle beings running amuckScrewing things up on aPerpetual basis. And soMany of them wailing HisName in justification forTheir bogus … [Read more...] about Infinite Wisdom, By: Daniel S. Irwin