There is a face I know too well, A face I dread to see, So vain it is, so eloquent Of all futility. It is a human face that hides

Sisely Walked so nicely With footsteps so discreet To see her pass You’d never guess

Tender only to one Tender and true The petals swing To my fingering Is it you, or you, or you?

I like to get off with people, I like to lie in their arms I like to be held and lightly kiss… Safe from all alarms. I like to laugh and be happy

Away, melancholy, Away with it, let it go. Are not the trees green, The earth as green? Does not the wind blow,

I walked abroad in Easter Park, I heard the wild dog’s distant bar… I knew my Lord was risen again, - Wild dog, wild dog, you bark in va…

Mother, among the dustbins and the… I feel the measure of my humanity,… As of the presence of God, I am s… In the dustbins, in the manure, in… Is the presence of God, in a sure…

In my dreams I am always saying g… Whither and why I know not nor do… And the parting is sweet and the p… And sweetest of all is the night a… In my dreams they are always wavin…

Coleridge received the Person fro… And ever after called him a curse, Then why did he hurry to let him i… He could have hid in the house. It was not right of Coleridge in…

The lions who ate the Christians… By indulging native appetites play… Not entirely negligible part In consolidating at the very start The position of the Early Christi…

Christ died for God and me Upon the crucifixion tree For God a spoken Word For me a Sword For God a hymn of praise

I do not ask for mercy for underst… And in these heavy days I do not… I do not ask that suffering shall… I do not pray to God to let me di… To give an ear attentive to my cry

There is far too much of the subur… Spiritually not geographically spe… Menacing the greatness of our belo… Propagating their kind in an eight… Now I have a plan which I will en…

The pleasures of friendship are ex… How pleasant to go to a friend on… I go to my friend, we walk on the… And the hours and moments like min…

Tenuous and Precarious Were my guardians, Precarious and Tenuous, Two Romans. My father was Hazardous,