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• The Second Crucifixion

  Loud mockers in the roaring street
  Say Christ is crucified again:
  Twice pierced His gospel-bearing feet, …

  Richard Le Gallienne

• Invocation to Youth

  Come then, as ever, like the wind at morning!
  Joyous, O Youth, in the agèd world renew
  Freshness to feel the eternities around it, …

  Laurence Binyon

• O World, be Nobler

  O WORLD, be nobler, for her sake!
  If she but knew thee what thou art,
  What wrongs are borne, what deeds are done …

  Laurence Binyon

• A Duet

  'flowers nodding gaily, scent in air,
  Flowers posied, flowers for the hair,
  Sleepy flowers, flowers bold to stare——' …

  T. Sturge Moore

• The Poppy

  Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
  And left the flush'd print in a poppy there;
  Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came, …

  Francis Thompson

• Non Nobis

  Not unto us, O Lord,
  Not unto us the rapture of the day,
  The peace of night, or love's divine surprise, …

  Henry Cust

• Sheep and Lambs

  All in the April morning,
  April airs were abroad;
  The sheep with their little lambs …

  Katharine Tynan Hinkson

• An Upper Chamber

  I CAME into the City and none knew me;
  None came forth, none shouted 'He is here!
  Not a hand with laurel would bestrew me, …

• Renouncement

  I MUST not think of thee; and, tired yet strong,
  I shun the love that lurks in all delight—
  The love of thee—and in the blue heaven's height, …

  Alice Meynell

• The Lady of the Lambs

  She walks—the lady of my delight—
  A shepherdess of sheep.
  Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; …

  Alice Meynell

• Ireland

  'twas the dream of a God,
  And the mould of His hand,
  That you shook 'neath His stroke, …

  Dora Sigerson

• Genius Loci

  Peace, Shepherd, peace! What boots it singing on?
  Since long ago grace-giving Phoebus died,
  And all the train that loved the stream-bright side …

  Margaret L. Woods

• Dominus Illuminatio Mea

  In the hour of death, after this life's whim,
  When the heart beats low, and the eyes grow dim,
  And pain has exhausted every limb— …

  Anonymous (1500-1599)

• Music I Heard

  Music i heard with you was more than music,
  And bread I broke with you was more than bread.
  Now that I am without you, all is desolate, …

  Conrad Aiken

• Dead Cleopatra

  Dead cleopatra lies in a crystal casket,
  Wrapped and spiced by the cunningest of hands.
  Around her neck they have put a golden necklace …

  Conrad Aiken

• Dancing Adairs

  Behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel,
  Flitting out of the shadow into the spotlight,
  And into the shadow again, without a whisper!— …

  Conrad Aiken

• The Tragedienne

  A storm is riding on the tide;
  Grey is the day and grey the tide,
  Far-off the sea-gulls wheel and cry— …

  Zoe Akins

• I Am the Wind

  I am the wind that wavers,
  You are the certain land;
  I am the shadow that passes …

  Zoe Akins

• Conquered

  O pale! O vivid! dear!
  O disillusioned eyes
  Forever near! …

  Zoe Akins

• The Wanderer

  The ships are lying in the bay,
  The gulls are swinging round their spars;
  My soul as eagerly as they …

  Zoe Akins

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