Famous Long Good Friday Poems

Famous Long Good Friday Poems. Long Good Friday Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Good Friday long poems

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 1.
Mother, my Mary Gray,
once resident of Gloucester
and Essex County,
a photostat of your will
arrived in the mail today.
This is the division of money.
I am one third
of your daughters counting my bounty
or I am a queen alone
in the parlor still,
eating the bread and honey.
It is Good Friday.
Black birds pick at my window sill.
Your coat in my closet,
your bright stones on my hand,
the gaudy fur animals
I do not know how to use,
settle on me like a debt.
A week ago, while the hard March gales
beat on your house,
we sorted your things: obstacles
of letters, family silver,
eyeglasses and shoes.
Like some unseasoned Christmas, its scales
rigged and reset,
I bundled out gifts I did not choose.
Now the houts of The Cross
rewind. In Boston, the devout
work their cold knees
toward that sweet martyrdom
that Christ planned. My timely loss
is too customary to note; and yet
I planned to suffer
and I cannot. It does not please
my yankee bones to watch
where the dying is done
in its usly hours. Black birds peck
at my window glass
and Easter will take its ragged son.
The clutter of worship
that you taught me, Mary Gray,
is old. I imitate
a memory of belief
that I do not own. I trip
on your death and jesus, my stranger
floats up over
my Christian home, wearing his straight
thorn tree....
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 We have all of us read how the Israelites fled 
From Egypt with Pharaoh in eager pursuit of 'em, 
And Pharaoh's fierce troop were all put "in the soup" 
When the waters rolled softly o'er every galoot of 'em. 
The Jews were so glad when old Pharaoh was "had" 
That they sounded their timbrels and capered like mad. 
You see he was hated from Jordan to Cairo -- 
Whence comes the expression "to buck against faro". 
For forty long years, 'midst perils and fears 
In deserts with never a famine to follow by, 
The Israelite horde went roaming abroad 
Like so many sundowners "out on the wallaby". 
When Moses, who led 'em, and taught 'em, and fed 'em, 
Was dying, he murmured, "A rorty old hoss you are: 
I give you command of the whole of the band" -- 
And handed the Government over to Joshua. 

But Moses told 'em before he died, 
"Wherever you are, whatever betide, 
Every year as the time draws near 
By lot or by rote choose you a goat, 
And let the high priest confess on the beast 
The sins of the people the worst and the least, 
Lay your sins on the goat!...
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 Let Ramah rejoice with Cochineal. 

Let Gaba rejoice with the Prickly Pear, which the Cochineal feeds on. 

Let Nebo rejoice with the Myrtle-Leaved-Sumach as with the Skirret Jub. 2d. 

Let Magbish rejoice with the Sage-Tree Phlomis as with the Goatsbeard Jub: 2d. 

Let Hashum rejoice with Moon-Trefoil. 

Let Netophah rejoice with Cow-Wheat. 

Let Chephirah rejoice with Millet. 

Let Beeroth rejoice with Sea-Buckthorn. 

Let Kirjath-arim rejoice with Cacalianthemum. 

Let Hadid rejoice with Capsicum Guiney Pepper. 

Let Senaah rejoice with Bean Cape. 

Let Kadmiel rejoice with Hemp-Agrimony. 

Let Shobai rejoice with Arbor Molle. 

Let Hatita rejoice with Millefolium Yarrow. 

Let Ziha rejoice with Mitellia. 

Let Hasupha rejoice with Turky Balm. 

Let Hattil rejoice with Xeranthemum. 

Let Bilshan rejoice with the Leek. David for ever! God bless the Welch March 1st 1761. N.S. 

Let Sotai rejoice with the Mountain Ebony. 

Let Sophereth rejoice with White Hellebore. 

Let Darkon rejoice with the Melon-Thistle. 

Let Jaalah rejoice with Moly wild garlick. 

Let Ami rejoice with the Bladder Sena in season or out of season bless the name of the Lord. 

Let Pochereth rejoice with Fleabane. 

Let Keros rejoice with Tree Germander. 

Let Padon rejoice with Tamnus Black Briony. 

Let Mizpar rejoice with Stickadore. 

Let...
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