Saturday, 20 September 2014

Do you know why they


He who joyfully marches


Act as if you were


I always avoid prophesying


When it comes to affairs


Why do people persist


To fear love is to fear life


When I was still a rather


The decision to kiss


He that but looketh


That for which we find


See the things you want


Be yourself


When a love comes to an end


Advertising is, actually


Behold, I cry out of wrong


Books are men of higher


It was not preached to the crowd


Let the saints be joyful


Sing aloud unto God


Cry aloud, spare not


The king cried aloud


Now why dost thou cry


I will also clothe her


Blow ye the cornet


They shall lift up


The schoolboy


I have not loved the world


But I will sing of thy power


Deliver me from bloodguiltiness


Recounting of a life story


And they cried aloud


Those expressions are omitted


This is something I think


In the fell clutch of circumstance


A friend is one


In our home there was


Democracy is a form of government


Why were they proud


It is only those who


At every crisis in one's life


The most courageous


Talking with a friend


If God did not exist


I have found little


I'd like to be the sort


If we have our own


Never continue in a job


It's never crowded


It's the process of writing