Heart of my heart, the world is young; Love lies hidden in every rose! Every song that the skylark sung Once, we thought, must come to a close: Now we know the spirit of song, Song that is merged in the chant of the whole, Hand in hand as we wander along, What should we doubt of the years that roll?
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight,… - Alfred Noyes
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight,…
- Alfred Noyes
Heart of my heart, the world is young; Love lies hidden in every rose! Every song that the skylark sung Once, we thought, must come to a close: N… - Alfred Noyes
Heart of my heart, the world is young; Love lies hidden in every rose! Every song that the skylark sung Once, we thought, must come to a close: N…
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way. - Alfred Noyes
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.
Enough of dreams! No longer mock The burdened hearts of men! Not on the cloud, but on the rock Build thou thy faith again; O range no more the re… - Alfred Noyes
Enough of dreams! No longer mock The burdened hearts of men! Not on the cloud, but on the rock Build thou thy faith again; O range no more the re…
Luke associates John with Peter in Acts, when, after the Resurrection, that strange boldness had come upon the disciples. - Alfred Noyes
Luke associates John with Peter in Acts, when, after the Resurrection, that strange boldness had come upon the disciples.
Your dreamers may dream it The shadow of a dream, Your sages may deem it A bubble on the stream; Yet our kingdom draweth nigher With each dawn a… - Alfred Noyes
Your dreamers may dream it The shadow of a dream, Your sages may deem it A bubble on the stream; Yet our kingdom draweth nigher With each dawn a…
We have come by curious ways To the Light that holds the days; We have sought in haunts of fear For that all-enfolding sphere: And lo! it was not… - Alfred Noyes
We have come by curious ways To the Light that holds the days; We have sought in haunts of fear For that all-enfolding sphere: And lo! it was not…
There’s a magic in the distance, where the sea-line meets the sky. - Alfred Noyes
There’s a magic in the distance, where the sea-line meets the sky.
If ever I had any doubts about the fundamental realities of religion, they could always be dispelled by one memory- the light upon my father's face a… - Alfred Noyes
If ever I had any doubts about the fundamental realities of religion, they could always be dispelled by one memory- the light upon my father's face a…
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