All Poems
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Ulysses' Last Voyage
© Dante Alighieri
I launched her with my small remaining band
and, putting out to sea, we set the main
on that lone ship and said farewell to land.
Hubbard And Pelletier
© Edgar Albert Guest
Elbert Hubbard of East Aurora was the guest of E. LeRoy Pelletier at luncheon Wednesday.From the news column.
Nanda's Darling Child
© Sant Surdas
Who can contain his joy, say, on seeing the lotus-like lovely face of Nanda's darling child when he awakes?
His beauty infatuates sages,and destroys the pride of Kama, it captivates the hearts of hundreds of young girls. When he softly smiles the gleam of his teeth seems as though rubies have been stringed with pearls.
The Skies
© William Cullen Bryant
Ay! gloriously thou standest there,
Beautiful, boundless firmament!
That swelling wide o'er earth and air,
And round the horizon bent,
With thy bright vault, and sapphire wall,
Dost overhang and circle all.
Our Orders
© Julia Ward Howe
WEAVE no more silks, ye Lyons looms,
To deck our girls for gay delights!
The crimson flower of battle blooms,
And solemn marches fill the night.
Remembrance
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
With that pleasant smile thou wearest,
Thou art gazing on the fairest
Wonders of the earth and sea:
Do thou not, in all thy seeing,
Lose the mem'ry of one being
Who at home doth think of thee.
Introduction And Conclusion Of A Long Poem
© Alan Seeger
I have gone sometimes by the gates of Death
And stood beside the cavern through whose doors
The Death of the Flowers
© William Cullen Bryant
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere.
Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread;
The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay,
And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
Lines For A Taoist Adept
© Li Po
My friend lives high on East Mountain.
His nature is to love the hills and gorges.
The Dance
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Heel and toe, heel and toe,
That is the song we sing;
Turn to your partner and curtsey low,
Balance and forward and swing.
Corners are draughty and meadows are white,
This is the game for a winter's night.
An Epicedium
© Alaric Alexander Watts
HE left his home with a bounding heart,
For the world was all before him;
Spring in Town
© William Cullen Bryant
The country ever has a lagging Spring,
Waiting for May to call its violets forth,
And June its roses--showers and sunshine bring,
Slowly, the deepening verdure o'er the earth;
To put their foliage out, the woods are slack,
And one by one the singing-birds come back.
The Undertaking
© John Donne
I have done one braver thing
Than all the Worthies did,
And yet a braver thence doth spring,
Which is, to keep that hid.
October
© William Cullen Bryant
Ay, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath!
When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf,
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief
And the year smiles as it draws near its death.
Song to the Evening Star
© Thomas Campbell
Star that bringest home the bee,
And sett'st the weary labourer free!
The Voyage Of The 'Ophir'
© George Meredith
Men of our race, we send you one
Round whom Victoria's holy name
The Lamp Of Poor Souls
© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
Cradled is he, with half his prayers forgot.
I cannot learn the level way he goes.
He whom the harvest hath remembered not
Sleeps with the rose.
Love and Folly
© William Cullen Bryant
His lovely mother's grief was deep,
She called for vengeance on the deed;
A beauty does not vainly weep,
Nor coldly does a mother plead.
The Living Lost
© William Cullen Bryant
Weep, ye who sorrow for the dead,
Thus breaking hearts their pain relieve;
And graceful are the tears ye shed,
And honoured ye who grieve.
June
© William Cullen Bryant
I gazed upon the glorious sky
And the green mountains round,
And thought that when I came to lie
At rest within the ground,
