All Poems
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School Rhymes
© James Clerk Maxwell
O academic muse that hast for long
Charmed all the world with thy disciples song,
As myrtle bushes must give place to trees,
Our humbler strains can now no longer please.
Look down for once, inspire me in these lays.
In lofty verse to sing our Rector's praise.
The Passing Year
© Mathilde Blind
There is a pathos in his softening glow,
Which like a benediction seems to hover
O'er the tranced earth, ere he must sink below
And leave her widowed of her radiant Lover,
A frost-bound sleeper in a shroud of snow,
While winter winds howl a wild dirge above her.
The Farmer's Ingle
© Robert Fergusson
Et multo in primis hilarans conviuia Baccho
Ante focum, si frigus erit, (si messis, in umbra,
Vina novum fundam calathis Ariusia nectar)
Love's Diet
© John Donne
To what a cumbersome unwieldiness
And burdenous corpulence my love had grown,
But that I did, to make it less,
And keep it in proportion,
Give it a diet, made it feed upon
That which love worst endures, discretion
Grand Chorus Of Birds
© Aristophanes
Come on then, ye dwellers by nature in darkness, and like to the
leaves' generations,
A Pair Of Lovers In The Street
© Arthur Henry Adams
A PAIR of lovers in the street!
I dare not mock: with reverence meet
The Light on the Wreck
© Henry Lawson
And the stories of strong lives that ended in wrecks
Might be likened to lights over derelict decks;
Like the light where, in sight of the streets of the town,
In the mouth of the channel the Wanderer went down.
Keep a watch from the desk, as they watch from the deck;
Keep a watch from your home for the light on the wreck.
A Ballad Of The Heather
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
We spent a day together,
One day of all our lives,
Of love in cloudless weather--
Such only youth contrives--
One day in the red heather,
Alone with our two lives.
A Word To Two Young Ladies
© Robert Bloomfield
WHEN tender Rose-trees first receive
On half-expanded Leaves, the Shower;
Hope's gayest pictures we believe,
And anxious watch each coining flower.
Compensation
© Giordano Bruno
The moth beholds not death as forth he flies
Into the splendor of the living flame;
The Echo
© Sir Henry Newbolt
Of A Ballad Sung By H. Plunket Greene To His Old School
Twice three hundred boys were we,
The Brothers (For Arnold and Donald Fletcher)
© Katharine Tynan
One called from Salonika and his call
Rang to his brother;
Forded wide rivers, climbed the mountain wall,
Seeking the other.
The Rain Was Ending, And Light
© Robert Laurence Binyon
The rain was ending, and light
Lifting the leaden skies.
It shone upon ceiling and floor
And dazzled a child's eyes.
To A Dead Woman
© Henry Cuyler Bunner
Not a kiss in life; but one kiss, at life's end,
I have set on the face of Death in trust for thee.
Through long years keep it fresh on thy lips, O friend!
At the gate of Silence give it back to me.
January Jumps About
© George Barker
January jumps about
in the frying pan
trying to heat
his frozen feet
like a Canadian.
V. Catullus Explains
© Franklin Pierce Adams
Hark thou, my Lesbia, there be none existent
Can truly say she hath been loved by me
As thou hast been. No faith is more consistent
Than that which V. Catullus gives to thee.
