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| 1131. | The Seraph and Poet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning | | The seraph sings before the manifest
God-One, and in the burning of the Seven,
And with the full life of consummate
Heaving beneath him like a moth... |
| 1132. | The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers by Elizabeth Barrett Browning | | The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast,
And the woods, against a stormy sky,
Their giant branches tost;
And the heavy ni... |
| 1133. | Chorus of Eden Spirits by Elizabeth Barrett Browning | | HEARKEN, oh hearken! let your souls behind you
Turn, gently moved!
Our voices feel along the Dread to find you,
O lost, beloved!
Through the t... |
| 1134. | Irreparableness by Elizabeth Barrett Browning | | I HAVE been in the meadows all the day
And gathered there the nosegay that you see
Singing within myself as bird or bee
When such do field-work on ... |
| 1135. | The Runaway Slave at Pilgrim's Point by Elizabeth Barrett Browning | | I.
I stand on the mark beside the shore
Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee,
Where exile turned to ancestor,
And God was thanked for liberty.... |
| 1136. | A Prayer by Claude McKay | | 'Mid the discordant noises of the day I hear thee calling;
I stumble as I fare along Earth's way; keep me from falling.
Mine eyes are open but t... |
| 1137. | Baptism by Claude McKay | | Into the furnace let me go alone;
Stay you without in terror of the heat.
I will go naked in--for thus ''tis sweet--
Into the weird depths of the h... |
| 1138. | Birds of Prey by Claude McKay | | Their shadow dims the sunshine of our day,
As they go lumbering across the sky,
Squawking in joy of feeling safe on high,
Beating their heavy wi... |
| 1139. | La Paloma in London by Claude McKay | | About Soho we went before the light;
We went, unresting six, craving new fun,
New scenes, new raptures, for the fevered night
Of rollicking laug... |
| 1140. | On a Primitive Canoe by Claude McKay | | Here, passing lonely down this quiet lane,
Before a mud-splashed window long I pause
To gaze and gaze, while through my active brain
Still thoug... |
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