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- "A Cowboy's Prayer" (Excerpt) by Badger Clark
Oh Lord, I've never lived where churches grow. I love creation better as it stood That day You finished it so long ago And looked upon Your work and called it good. I know that others find You in the light That's sifted down through tinted window panes, And yet I seem to feel You near tonight In this dim, quiet starlight on the plains.
1 min - "Quatrain" by Gwendolyn Bennett
How strange that grass should sing— Grass is so still a thing . . . And strange the swift surprise of snow So soft it falls and slow.
1 min - "All the World's a Stage" (Excerpt) by William Shakespeare
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts...
1 min - "Song" (Excerpt) by Christina RossettiWhen I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget.1 min
- "The Ship Starting" by Walt Whitman
Lo, the unbounded sea, On its breast a ship starting, spreading all sails, carrying even her moonsails. The pennant is flying aloft as she speeds she speeds so stately- below emulous waves press forward, They surround the ship with shining curving motions and foam.
1 min - "The Eagle" by Alfred, Lord TennysonHe clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.1 min
- "Night" by Sara Teasdale
Stars over snow, And in the west a planet Swinging below a star— Look for a lovely thing and you will find it, It is not far— It will never be far.
1 min - "The Secret" by Emily Dickinson
Some things that fly there be, — Birds, hours, the bumble-bee: Of these no elegy.
Some things that stay there be, — Grief, hills, eternity: Nor this behooveth me.
There are, that resting, rise. Can I expound the skies? How still the riddle lies!
1 min - "The Negro Speaks of Rivers" by Langston HughesI've known rivers: I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young. I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep. I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it. I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset. I've known rivers: Ancient, dusky rivers. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.2 min
- "Nancibel" by Bliss Carmen
The ghost of a wind came over the hill, While day for a moment forgot to die, And stirred the sheaves Of the millet leaves, As Nancibel went by.
Out of the lands of Long Ago, Into the land of By and By, Faded the gleam Of a journeying dream, As Nancibel went by.
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