So we lay down the pen, So we forbear the building of the rime, And bid our hearts be steel for times and a time Till ends the strife,...

Good Friday By Christina Rossetti (1830–1894) Am I a stone and not a sheep, That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy Cross, To number drop...

Depending on which sources you read, the old folk song "I Am a Poor Wayfaring Stranger" originated either in the late 18th century or...

Well-wrought this wall: [Wyrds] broke it. The stronghold burst. . . . Snapped rooftrees, towers fallen, the work of the Giants, the...