All Poems
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Impromptu (II)
© Frances Anne Kemble
If I miscount the hours, blame Love, not me,
Who makes the time when you are near me, seem
Short as the vision of a vanishing dream,
When you are farlong as eternity.
Never To See Or Hear Her
© Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme
Never to see or hear her,
never to name her aloud,
but faithfully always to wait for her
and love her.
The Moral Bully
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
YON whey-faced brother, who delights to wear
A weedy flux of ill-conditioned hair,
The Wind And The Whirlwind
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
I have a thing to say. But how to say it?
I have a cause to plead. But to what ears?
How shall I move a world by lamentation,
A world which heeded not a Nation's tears?
Kathleens Lover
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
I would I had a thousand tongues
To sing thy praise, to sing thy praise,
Unstrung
© Ada Cambridge
My skies were blue, and my sun was bright,
And, with fingers tender and strong and light,
He woke up the music that slept before-
Echoing, echoing evermore!
My Australian Spurs
© William Henry Ogilvie
Old and worn my Bushland spurs
Hang above my desk to-day.
The Legend Glorified
© James Whitcomb Riley
"I deem that God is not disquieted"--
This in a mighty poet's rhymes I read;
And blazoned so forever doth abide
Within my soul the legend glorified.
Tori Soorat Kay Balihaari
© Amir Khusro
Tori soorat kay balihaari, Nijaam
Tori soorat kay balihaari.
Sab sakhiyan mein chundar meri mailee,
Dekh hansain nar naari, Nijaam........
An Epistle To Joseph Hill, Esq.
© William Cowper
Dear Joseph,-- five and twenty years ago--
Alas! how time escapes -- 'tis even so!--
I Walked Abroad...
© Nicolaj Frederik Severin Grundtvig
I walked abroad one summers day to hear
song of bird that through my heart might sear,
in the deep, green dales,
midst the nightingales
and each bird that now my heart regales.
Childhood. (From The Danish)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
There was a time when I was very small,
When my whole frame was but an ell in height;
Sweetly, as I recall it, tears do fall,
And therefore I recall it with delight.
The New Duckling
© Alfred Noyes
"I want to be new," said the duckling.
"O, ho!" said the wise old owl,
While the guinea-hen cluttered off chuckling
To tell all the rest of the fowl.
In the Dim Counties
© John Shaw Neilson
In the dim counties
we take the long calm
Lilting no haziness,
sequel or psalm.
Reapers
© Theocritus
Up with the lark to reap,
And cease when it goes to sleep;
Rest yourself at mid-day.
A Scare
© Edgar Albert Guest
There are noises that freeze up the blood,
There's the sound of the burglar at night
Stanzas To - - - -
© Emily Jane Brontë
Well, some may hate, and some may scorn,
And some may quite forget thy name;
A Mathematical Problem
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
This is now--this was erst,
Proposition the first--and Problem the first.
Above The Storm
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
THE winds of the winter have breathed their dirges
Far over the wood and the leaf-strown plain;
They have passed, forlorn, by the mountain verges
Down to the shores of the moaning main;
