All Poems
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The Comic Preacher.
© Robert Crawford
"What proof have you the good man is a fool,
Or that the folly does not rather lie
With those who mock him?"
"Common sense, sir, must
Daffodil
© William Allingham
Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring
Lies open, writ in blossoms; not a bird
Of evil augury is seen or heard:
Come now, like Pan's old crew, we'll dance and sing,
Or Oberon's: for hill and valley ring
To March's bugle-horn,--Earth's blood is stirred.
Hebe
© James Russell Lowell
I saw the twinkle of white feet,
I saw the flush of robes descending;
Before her ran an influence fleet,
That bowed my heart like barley bending.
The Optimist
© James Russell Lowell
Turbid from London's noise and smoke,
Here I find air and quiet too;
Air filtered through the beech and oak,
Quiet by nothing harsher broke
Than wood-dove's meditative coo.
Ku Klux
© Madison Julius Cawein
We have sent him seeds of the melon's core,
And nailed a warning upon his door:
By the Ku Klux laws we can do no more.
The Quaker Widow
© James Bayard Taylor
THEE finds me in the garden, Hannah,come in! T is kind of thee
To wait until the Friends were gone, who came to comfort me.
The still and quiet company a peace may give, indeed,
But blessed is the single heart that comes to us at need.
"Today I saw"
© Lesbia Harford
Today I saw
A market cart going along the road,
High-piled and creaking with a sonsy load
Of cabbages.
In Mythic Seas
© Madison Julius Cawein
'Neath saffron stars and satin skies, dark-blue,
Between dim sylvan isles, a happy two.
Whyte-Melville
© William Henry Ogilvie
With lightest of hands on the bridle, with Highest of
hearts in the dance,
To N. V. De G. S.
© Robert Louis Stevenson
THE UNFATHOMABLE sea, and time, and tears,
The deeds of heroes and the crimes of kings
Sonnet XIII. From Petrarch
© Charlotte Turner Smith
OH! place me where the burning moon
Forbids the wither'd flower to blow;
Or place me in the frigid zone,
On mountains of eternal snow:
Lines For Lizer-Jane's Album.
© Joseph Furphy
No two leaves that wave in Arden,
No two grass blades on the plain,
No two flowers that gem the garden,
Show as twins in form or vein,
No two grains of desert sand
Counterpart leave Nature's hand.
The Spirit Of Discovery By Sea - Book The First
© William Lisle Bowles
Awake a louder and a loftier strain!
Beloved harp, whose tones have oft beguiled
Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Poet's Tale; The Birds of Killingworth
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It was the season, when through all the land
The merle and mavis build, and building sing
From The Prometheus Vinctus Of Aeschylus
© George Gordon Byron
Great Jove, to whose almighty throne
Both gods and mortals homage pay,
Ne'er may my soul thy power disown,
Thy dread behests ne'er disobey.
Moonlight
© Jacques Tahureau
Then came my lady to that lonely place,
And, from her palfrey stooping, did embrace
And hang upon my neck, and kissed me over;
Wherefore the day is far less dear than night,
And sweeter is the shadow than the light,
Since night has made me such a happy lover.
