All Poems
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Prayer (II)
© George Herbert
Of what an easie quick accesse,
My blessed Lord, art thou! how suddenly
May our requests thine eare invade!
To shew that state dislikes not easinesse,
If I but lift mine eyes, my suit is made:
Thou canst no more not heare, than thou canst die.
The Earth, Late Chok'd with Showers
© Thomas Lodge
The earth, late chok'd with showers,
Is now array'd in green,
Her bosom springs with flowers,
The air dissolves her teen;
The heav'ns laugh at her glory,
Yet bide I sad and sorry.
Heart's-Ease
© Mathilde Blind
Thou art to me-a comfort past compare-
For thy joy-kindling presence, sweet as May,
Sets all my nerves to music, makes away
With sorrow and the numbing frost of care,
Until the influence of thine eyes' bright sway
Has made life's glass go up from foul to fair.
Two Are Together
© Geoffrey Grigson
This wild-mint-scented scene
And wild roses
And wrinkle of water descending
Tending to laughter;
Together, then
After.
Ode VI: Hymn To Cheerfulness
© Mark Akenside
Friend to the Muse and all her train,
For thee i court the Muse again:
The Muse for thee may well exert
Her pomp, her charms, her fondest art,
Who owes to thee that pleasing sway
Which earth and peopled heaven obey.
Sonnet. "Though thou return unto the former things"
© Frances Anne Kemble
Though thou return unto the former things,
Fields, woods, and gardens, where thy feet have strayed
Song. "YES ....though we've loved so long"
© Amelia Opie
YES ....though we've loved so long, so well,
Imperious duty bids us part;
But though thy breast with anguish swell,
A pang more lasting tears my heart.
Elogio al Aprendizaje
© Bertolt Brecht
¡Aprende las cosas elementarias!
¡Para aquellos a quienes les ha llegado la hora nunca es demasadio tarde!
Aprende el abecedario. No bastará,
¡pero apréndolo! ¡No dejes que te desanimen!
Epitaph On The Countess Of Pembroke
© Benjamin Jonson
Underneath this sable hearse
Lies the subject of all verse,
Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother:
Death! ere thou hast slain another,
Learned, and fair, and good as she,
Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Hesperus
© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch
Down in the street the last late hansoms go
Still westward, but with backward eyes of red
To A Bride
© Sappho
Bride, around whom the rosy leaves are flying,
Sweet image of the Cyprian undying,
The bed awaits thee; go, and with him lying,
Give to the groom thy sweetness, softly sighing.
May Hesperus in gladness pass before thee,
And Hera of the silver throne bend o'er thee.
Always Saying "Don't!"
© Edgar Albert Guest
Folks are queer as they can be,
Always sayin' "don't" to me;
Cultural Exchange
© Langston Hughes
Pushcarts fold and unfold
In a supermarket sea.
And we better find out, mama,
Where is the colored laundromat
Since we move dup to Mount Vernon.
Noon Hour
© Carl Sandburg
She sits in the dust at the walls
And makes cigars,
Bending at the bench
With fingers wage-anxious,
Changing her sweat for the day's pay.
The Corner Stone
© Walter de la Mare
Sterile these stones
By time in ruin laid.
Yet many a creeping thing
Its haven has made
In these least crannies, where falls
Dark's dew, and noonday shade.
Art
© Washington Allston
O Art, high gift of Heaven! how oft defamed
When seeming praised! To most a craft that fits,
Pierrot
© Sara Teasdale
Pierrot stands in the garden
Beneath a waning moon,
And on his lute he fashions
A little silver tune.
