Daily Archives: August 4, 2016

Poem – Ravishing Is Her Youth Dear

Ravishing is her youth dear, for she has ensnared the lord of Yadus! In the bed, rapturously she took him on her breast. Ravishing is her youth dear, for she has ensnared the lord of Yadus! Unrestrained, she was with … Continue reading

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Poem – Pointless It Is To Lament

Pointless it is to lament, For it’s always the wish of the lord of the universe, The world teacher that prevails! Never is it as we wish it to be. One who knows this is finally saved. Pointless it is … Continue reading

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Poem – Garadh 

FOR the poor body that I own I could weep many a tear: The days have stolen flesh and bone, And left a changeling here. Four feeble bones are left to me, And the basket of my breast, And I … Continue reading

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Poem – Fourth Station

Jesus His Mother meets:  She looks on Him and sees  The Savior in Her Son:  The Angel’s word comes back:  Within her heart she says,  “Unto me let this be done!”  Still is she full of grace.  By us, too … Continue reading

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Poem – Dermott Donn MacMorna 

ONE day you’ll come to my husband’s door, Dermoit Donn MacMorna, One day you’ll come to Hugh’s dark door, And the pain at my heart will be no more, Dermott Donn MacMorna! From his bed, from his fire I’ll rise, … Continue reading

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