All Poems
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The Sylph Of Summer
© William Lisle Bowles
God said, Let there be light, and there was light!
At once the glorious sun, at his command,
Sonnet XVII. Composed On A Journey Homeward; The Author Having Received Intelligence Of The Birth O
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Oft o'er my brain does that strange fancy roll
Which makes the present (while the flash dost last)
Seem a mere semblance of some unknown past,
Mixed with such feelings, as perplex the soul
By The Road To The Air Base
© Yvor Winters
The calloused grass lies hard
Against the cracking plain:
Life is a grayish stain;
The salt-marsh hems my yard.
One Thirty-Six A.M.
© Charles Bukowski
Dostoevsky gets up
he leaves the machine to piss,
comes back
drinks a glass of milk and thinks about
the casino and
the roulette wheel.
Untimely Lost Oliver Madox Brown Born 1855; Died 1874
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
UPON the landscape of his coming life
A youth high-gifted gazed, and found it fair:
The Iron Age
© Madison Julius Cawein
And these are Christians!--God! the horror of it--
How long, O Lord! how long, O Lord! how long
Wilt Thou endure this crime? and there, above it,
Look down on Earth nor sweep away the wrong!
Song
© Thomas Babbington Macaulay
O STAY, Madonna! stay;
'Tis not the dawn of day
That marks the skies with yonder opal streak:
The stars in silence shine;
Then press thy lips to mine,
And rest upon my neck thy fervid cheek.
The Window
© Arthur Symons
Looking through a narrow window day by day
They behold the world go by on holiday;
Maid to man repeating Love me while you may
All go by them, none returns to them: they stay.
Separation
© Robert Laurence Binyon
We parted at golden dawn.
I feasted my last on her eyes,
And journeyed, journeyed alone:
Mountains and cities and skies
Beautiful Rose
© Henry Clay Work
Beautiful Rose! lovely Rose!
Pride of the prairie bower!
Everybody loves her-everybody knows
She is the fairest flower.
The Treasure
© Sara Teasdale
WHEN they see my songs
They will sigh and say,
"Poor soul, wistful soul,
Lonely night and day."
Compensation
© Jean Ingelow
One launched a ship, but she was wrecked at sea;
He built a bridge, but floods have borne it down;
At the Tug-0-War
© Henry Lawson
My mates were strong and plucky chaps, but very soon I knew
That our opponents had the weight and strength to pull them through;
The boys were losing surely and defeat was very near,
When, high above the mighty roar, I heard the old man cheer!
Circe
© Augusta Davies Webster
Ah me! these love a day and laugh again,
and loving, laughing, find a full content;
but I know nought of peace, and have not loved.
A Psalm Of Resignation
© Joseph Furphy
In spite of his imposing plea,
A freeman whom the truth makes free
At Stratford-Upon-Avon
© Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Thus spake his dust (so seemed it as I read
The words): Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbeare
The Heavy Dragoon
© William Schwenck Gilbert
If you want a receipt for that popular mystery,
Known to the world as a Heavy Dragoon,
To L —
© Lord Alfred Douglas
In silent acres of forgetful flowers,
Crowned as of old with happy daffodils,
Long time my wounded soul has been a-straying,
Alas! it has chanced now on sombre hours
Of hard remembrances and sad delaying,
Leaving green valleys for the bitter hills
Sonnet 64: "When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd..."
© William Shakespeare
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd
The rich proud cost of outworn buried age;
