Be Frugal (Excerpt)
Be frugal in the gift of love,
Lest you should kindle in return
Love like your own, that may survive
Long after yours has ceased to burn.
Twentieth-Century Psalter (Excerpt)
I have been hearing on the radio
News of mind-century battles; how the tide
Of blood soaks through the sand; how men have died
In the desert. Could three generations know
More bitterly than we how horrors grow,
And how the microphone has multiplied
Each village tragedy, made it worldwide?
A maniac's at my ear wherever I go.
A Moment's Escape (Excerpt)
A continent upon my back,
Heavy with threats of war,
Leaden with tyrannies,
I crept away from man.
I found a bridle-track
At dusk, heard the night-jar
Under monotonous skies
Shrunken thin and wan.
The Month of March (Excerpt)
In days when limbs drag
And the soul is sick,
It is good to see green leaves
Spring, flag upon flag,
On the glistening branches,
While crocusses prick
The soil, perfumes rise
- Richard Church
