Eternal Lord! eased of a cumbrous load,And loosened from the world, I turn to Thee;Shun, like a shattered bark, the storm, and fleeTo thy protection for a safe abode.The crown of thorns, hands pierced upon the tree,The meek, benign, and lacerated face,To a sincere repentance promise grace,To the sad soul give hope of pardon free.With justice mark not Thou, O Light divine,My … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 – XXII. – At Florence – From M. Angelo, By: William Wordsworth
Wind Bare Fall, By: Edward Spencer
Wind bare fall and winter frostOhh we had spring green summer, and lostWhere gold leaves layWhere indigo days washThe salt sweet season awayCrowns of thornsCloaks of crowsOur young bones, flung downTurn rock and stoneAnd the carbon sky, crawled crossBlew wind bare fall and winter frost … [Read more...] about Wind Bare Fall, By: Edward Spencer
Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 – XXI. – At Florence – From Michael Angelo, By: William Wordsworth
Rapt above earth by power of one fair face,Hers in whose sway alone my heart delights,I mingle with the blest on those pure heightsWhere Man, yet mortal, rarely finds a place.With Him who made the Work that Work accordsSo well, that by its help and through his graceI raise my thoughts, inform my deeds and words,Clasping her beauty in my soul's embrace.Thus, if from two fair … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 – XXI. – At Florence – From Michael Angelo, By: William Wordsworth
Unspoken Love, By: Andrew Cyr
Ethan had his heart seton spilling his thirst for Natalia,no matter the cost.The two are forty-fourbut they had been friendssince middle school,but she thought of themas platonic—nothing more.Ethan tried to convince himselfthat he only saw her as a friend,but deep down, his heart pulledhim into unexplored territory,where unexpected kisses awaited.Natalia helped Ethan passa … [Read more...] about Unspoken Love, By: Andrew Cyr
Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 – XX. – Before The Picture Of The Baptist, By Raphael, In The Gallery At Florence, By: William Wordsworth
The Baptist might have been ordained to cryForth from the towers of that huge Pile, whereinHis Father served Jehovah; but how winDue audience, how for aught but scorn defyThe obstinate pride and wanton revelryOf the Jerusalem below, her sinAnd folly, if they with united dinDrown not at once mandate and prophecy?Therefore the Voice spake from the Desert, thenceTo Her, as to her … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 – XX. – Before The Picture Of The Baptist, By Raphael, In The Gallery At Florence, By: William Wordsworth