Quotes about girth, page 5
Life And Death
I THOUGHT of death beside the lonely sea
That went beyond the limit of my sight,
Seeming the image of his mastery,
The semblance of his huge and gloomy might.
But firm beneath the sea went the great earth,
With sober bulk and adamantine hold,
The water but a mantle for her girth,
That played about her splendor fold on fold.
And life seemed like this dear familiar shore
That stretched from the wet sand’s last wavy crease,
Beneath the sea’s remote and sombre roar,
To inland stillness and the wilds of peace.
Death seems triumphant only here and there;
Life is the sovereign presence everywhere.
poem by Duncan Campbell Scott
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Sonnet: On Comparison
Compare ’tween nearly equal personnel,
Who art almost alike in every way;
Compare you can’t a devil with angel
Or darkness with sunlight nor night with day!
Equate not ocean vast with small a sea;
The brine with sweet-smelling Rose essence;
How can a giant’s girth and property,
Ev’r match a dwarf and sense equal non-sense?
A Banyan-tree has mighty growth to make;
A shrub remains always a plant so small;
No one compares a puddle with a lake:
A pigmy horse with giraffe’s stature tall!
Two things of nearly similar proportions
Can be compared in akin situations.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-29-2000
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: My Poems
Like how a child gets born onto the earth,
Like how a dormant seed bursts forth as sprouts,
Like how the babe gains elephantine girth,
My poems escape from my heart in bouts.
Like how the dawn brings on the mist and dew,
Like how the clouds shower the earth with rain,
Like how the sun scorches the scalps anew,
My poems are made again and again.
Like how a famine strikes a land all rich,
Like how the autumn wind blows leaves off trees,
Like how the Aeolian harp can one bewitch,
My poems do tricks with incredible ease.
O God, preserve my wings, my lute, my muse!
And let the earthlings’ minds and hearts enthuse.
poem by John Celes
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Raleigh’s Cell In The Tower
HERE writ was the World's History by his hand
Whose steps knew all the earth; albeit his world
In these few piteous paces then was furl'd.
Here daily, hourly, have his proud feet spann'd
This smaller speck than the receding land
Had ever shown his ships; what time he hurl'd
Abroad o'er new-found regions spiced and pearl'd
His country's high dominion and command.
Here dwelt two spheres. The vast terrestrial zone
His spirit traversed; and that spirit was
Itself the zone celestial, round whose birth
The planets played within the zodiac's girth;
Till hence, through unjust death unfeared, did pass
His spirit to the only land unknown.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Sonnet: Good Men Will be Saved, Sinners Too
If intentions be good enough at birth,
And labor too be selflessly done, say:
Immense will be our successes in girth,
And it will come tho’, there be some delay.
If evil be our thoughts, Tho’ man be good,
And evil be the acts that follow them:
God will nip them off in the stage of bud,
And tattered soul’s fabric, He’ll surely mend.
When God loves sinners, yet abhors just sin,
How much still more, He loves His righteous men?
He can’t allow Satan’s henchmen to win;
He will redeem more souls for His Heaven.
A good man cannot do wrong for time long;
A sinner could be God-forgiv’n for wrong.
9-16-2002
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Our Faith Saves Us
Whenever hope seems lost in earthly life,
Despair begins to seize the human heart,
And joys appear replaced by newer strife,
We want divine intercession to start!
Our faith should all the more be strengthened fast;
Desert all doubts of miracles on earth;
We must take heart from our glorious past;
Increase our pleas to God with prayers’ girth!
Victory cannot elude the brave and bold;
Success will smile our way ultimately;
God opens avenues surprising world;
Our life again is transformed so stately.
Victory comes to those who trust in the Lord;
Nothing surpasses the kindness of God!
Dr John Celes 1-28-2006
poem by John Celes
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The Autumn Thistles
The morning sky is white with mist, the earth
White with the inspiration of the dew.
The harvest light is on the hills anew,
And cheer in the grave acres' fruitful girth.
Only in this high pasture is there dearth,
Where the gray thistles crowd in ranks austere,
As if the sod, close-cropt for many a year,
Brought only bane and bitterness to birth.
But in the crisp air's amethystine wave
How the harsh stalks are washed with radiance now,
How gleams the harsh turf where the crickets lie
Dew-freshened in their burnished armour brave!
Since earth could not endure nor heaven allow
Aught of unlovely in the morn's clear eye.
poem by Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
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Sonnet On Receiving A Gift
Look how the golden ocean shines above
Its pebbly stones, and magnifies their girth;
So does the bright and blessed light of Love
Its own things glorify, and raise their worth.
As weeds seem flowers beneath the flattering brine,
And stones like gems, and gems as gems indeed,
Ev'n so our tokens shine; nay, they outshine
Pebbles and pearls, and gems and coral weed;
For where be ocean waves but half so clear,
So calmly constant, and so kindly warm,
As Love's most mild and glowing atmosphere,
That hath no dregs to be upturn'd by storm?
Thus, sweet, thy gracious gifts are gifts of price,
And more than gold to doting Avarice.
poem by Thomas Hood
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Finis. Time.
O Time! Time! Time!
Thou wondrous mystery!
Within whose rune and rhyme
Lies all Man's history
Before Creation's birth
Or yet the Heavens were made
With darkness all was girth,
Till word Creative said
'Let there be Light;'
And lo! from out the deep
In grandeur and with might
Rolled back the ages of sleep,
And born was Night-and-Day,
And stars together sang
Their glad harmonic lay
And all Creation rang
With 'Glory to God in the Highest.'
Now let the strain resound
And Man to God the nighest
With Light and Life be crowned,
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poem by Joseph Furphy
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Winters advance...
In the dark of night the wind do'th blow,
Through the hills and the drifting snow.
The branches of an oak tree sigh and creek,
Raised above that silent snowy sheet.
Winter snowflakes soon come dancing,
As the winter storm it is advancing.
At first a few, but then so many,
When at first there were not any.
Engulfing a wintery slumbering earth,
In a snowy cotton across her girth.
Fashioning a crystal white snowy gown,
Woven from the whitest down.
Now covered in her pure white sheet,
Our mother earth has gone to sleep.
Her yearly rest forever taken,
When spring time comes she shall awaken...
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poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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