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Sonnet 82: Nymph Of The Garden

© Sir Philip Sidney

Nymph of the garden where all beauties be,
Beauties which do in excellency pass
His who till death look'd in a wat'ry glass,
Or hers, whom naked the Trojan boy did see;

Winterlight

© Barry Tebb

Let us, this December night, leave the ring

The Offering Of The New Law, The One Oblation Once Offered

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Once I thought to sit so high
In the Palace of the sky;
Now, I thank God for His Grace,
If I may fill the lowest place.

The Memory Of Martha

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

OUT in de night a sad bird moans,

An', oh, but hit's moughty lonely;

IF I had loved you more God would have had pity;
He would never have left me here in this desolate place,
Left me to go on my knees to the door of Heaven
Crying in vain for a little sight of your face.

Grotty And The Quarryman

© Barry Tebb

(To Paul Sykes, author of 'Sweet Agony')

Prometheus Unbound

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

First Voice.
But never bowed our snowy crest
As at the voice of thine unrest.

My Father

© Barry Tebb

I had a father once, the records say.

The Working Monarch

© William Schwenck Gilbert

Rising early in the morning,
We proceed to light the fire,
Then our Majesty adorning
In its work-a-day attire,
We embark without delay
On the duties of the day.