All Poems
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The New Eden
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
SCARCE could the parting ocean close,
Seamed by the Mayflowerâs cleaving bow,
When oâer the rugged desert rose
The waves that tracked the Pilgrimâs plough.
Raschi In Prague
© Emma Lazarus
Raschi of Troyes, the Moon of Israel,
The authoritative Talmudist, returned
The Soldier's Funeral
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
The muffled drum rolled on the air,
Warriors, with stately step, were there;
On every arm was the black crape bound,
Every carbine was turned to the ground;
Solemn, the sound of their measured tread,
As silent and slow, they followed the dead.
The Unseen Face
© George MacDonald
"I do beseech thee, God, show me thy face."
"Come up to me in Sinai on the morn!
Poem 2 From Pierce Penilesse
© Thomas Nashe
Perusing yesternight with idle eyes,
The Fairy Singers stately tuned verse:
And viewing after Chap-mens wonted guise,
What strange contents the title did rehearse.
Memory
© Edgar Albert Guest
I stood and watched him playing,
A little lad of three,
And back to me came straying
The years that used to be;
In him the boy was Maying
Who once belonged to me.
Quatrains
© Herbert Bashford
LONG hours we toiled up through the solemn wood
Beneath moss-banners stretched from tree to tree;
At last upon a barren hill we stood
And, lo, above loomed Majesty!
The Jackdaw
© William Cowper
There is a bird who, by his coat
And by the hoarseness of his note,
Might be supposed a crow;
A great frequenter of the church,
Where, bishop-like, he finds a perch,
And dormitory too.
The Staircase With A Hundred Steps
© Benjamin Péret
The blue eagle and the demon of the steppes
in the last cab in Berlin
Epilogue to Agamemnon
© James Thomson
Our bard, to modern epilogue a foe,
Thinks such mean mirth but deadens generous woe;
Dispels in idle air the moral sigh,
And wipes the tender tear from Pity's eye:
An Old Umbrella
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
AN old umbrella in the hall,
Battered and baggy, quaint and queer;
By all the rains of many a year
Bent, stained, and faded that is all.
Cavalry Charge At Balaclava
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
Traveller on foreign ground, whoe'er thou art,
Tell the great tidings! They went down that day
The Woman With Jewels
© Lola Ridge
Why does she come alone to this obscure basement -
She who should have a litter and hand-maidens to support her
on either side?
