Poems from caleb.datal
Free the fount of live doth flow
To all men pardon will show
Who the truth will want to know,
Bid them come.
Whe the storms of life won't...
How stupid humans can be,
To have their thoughts so shallow,
That men with bones and marrow,
With their naked eyes can't see:
Ills and...
Looking through the world, all it has in it:
Sorrows, pain and sadness from the unknown;
One then tends to think, what doth lies beneath,...
White faces all around;
Not of race nor that of bleach:
Walking, sitting on ground,
Some running their home to reach.
What cause so great...
Permit me, oh lovely damsel,
To speak, not to thy ear, but heart.
If thou so wish say I am mad;
Tis sweet words of love not from hellTo me...