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The Conversion of Saint Paul

The Midday sun, with fiercest glare,
Broods over the hazy, twinkling air;
    Along the level sand
The palm-tree’s shade unwavering lies,
Just as thy towers, Damascus, rise
    To greet yon wearied band.

The leader of that martial crew
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Poet: John Keble
The Ladder of Saint Augustine

Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,
  That of our vices we can frame
A ladder, if we will but tread
  Beneath our feet each deed of shame!

All common things, each day’s events,
  That with the hour begin and end,
Our pleasures and our...

Poet: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow