All Poems
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To An Unfortunate Woman At The Theatre
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Maiden, that with sullen brow
Sitt'st behind those virgins gay,
Like a scorched and mildew'd bough,
Leafless mid the blooms of May.
Clair de lune (Moonlight on the Bosphorus)
© Victor Marie Hugo
La lune était sereine et jouait sur les flots. -
La fenêtre enfin libre est ouverte à la brise,
La sultane regarde, et la mer qui se brise,
Là-bas, d'un flot d'argent brode les noirs îlots.
Night. To Lucasta
© Richard Lovelace
Night! loathed jaylor of the lock'd up sun,
And tyrant-turnkey on committed day,
Bright eyes lye fettered in thy dungeon,
And Heaven it self doth thy dark wards obey.
A Day At Tivoli - Epilogue
© John Kenyon
Farewell, Romantic Tivoli!
With all thy pleasant out-door time;
For now, again, we cross the sea,
To house us in our northern clime.
Songs Set To Music: 8. Set By Mr. Smith
© Matthew Prior
Still, Dorinda, I adore;
Think I mean not to deceive you,
For I loved you much before,
And, alas! now love you more
Though I force myself to leave you.
Daylight And Moonlight. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In broad daylight, and at noon,
Yesterday I saw the moon
Sailing high, but faint and white,
As a schoolboy's paper kite.
Morituri Salutamus: Poem For The 50th Anniversary Of The Class Of 1825 In Bowdoin College
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis,
Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies.
~OVID, Fastorum, Lib. vi.
The Lady Of Provence
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
"Courage was cast about her like a dress
Of solemn comeliness,
A gathered mind and an untroubled face
Did give her dangers grace." ~ Donne.
First Love
© Giacomo Leopardi
Ah, well can I the day recall, when first
The conflict fierce of love I felt, and said:
If _this_ be love, how hard it is to bear!
The Challenge Answered
© Alfred Austin
So at length the word is uttered which the vain Gaul long hath muttered
'Twixt his teeth, by envy fluttered at another land being great;
And the dogs of war are loosèd, and the carnagestream unsluicèd,
That the might of France abusèd may torment the world like Fate.
At The Millennium
© Edgar Albert Guest
WHENEVER men and women learn
To be themselves from day to day,
A Felicitous Life
© Czeslaw Milosz
It was bitter to say farewell to the earth so renewed.
He was envious and ashamed of his doubt,
Content that his lacerated memory would vanish with him.
Timor Mortis
© John Daniel Logan
'For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother . . . . .
And gentlemen in England now abed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here.'
When Youre Bad in Your Inside
© Henry Lawson
I REMARKED that man is saddest, and his heart is filled with woe,
When he hasnt any money, and his pants begin to go;
But I think I was mistaken, and there are many times I find
When you do not care a candle if your pants are gone behind;
For a fellow mostly loses all ambition, hope, and pride,
Whento put the matter mildlyhe is bad in his inside.
Fighting McGuire
© William Percy French
Now, Giibbon has told the story of old,
Of the Fall of the Roman Empire,
I'd Rather Have Habits Than Clothes
© Gelett Burgess
I'd Rather Have Habits Than Clothes,
For that's where my intellect shows.
And as for my hair,
Do you think I should care
To comb it at night with my toes?
