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Soon, O Ianthe! Life is O'er

© Heather Fuller

Soon, O Ianthe! life is oer,
And sooner beautys heavenly smile:
Grant only (and I ask no more),
Let love remain that little while.

The Temper (I)

© George Herbert

How should I praise thee, Lord! How should my rhymes
Gladly engrave thy love in steel,
If what my soul doth feel sometimes,
My soul might ever feel!

I would I might Forget that I am I

© George Santayana

Sonnet VII

I would I might forget that I am I,

Instructions for Building Straw Huts

© Yusef Komunyakaa

First you must have

unbelievable faith in water,

Snakes

© Eileen Myles

for Kathe Izzo

I was 6 and

Wall, Cave, and Pillar Statements, after Asôka

© Alan Dugan

In order to perfect all readers

the statements should be carved

The Cold Heaven

© William Butler Yeats

Suddenly I saw the cold and rook-delighting heaven

That seemed as though ice burned and was but the more ice,

from A Moral Alphabet

© Hilaire Belloc

MORAL
If you were born to walk the ground,
Remain there; do not fool around.

Waumandee

© Mark Wunderlich

A man with binoculars
fixed a shape in the field
and we stopped and saw

Charlie Howard’s Descent

© Mark Doty

Between the bridge and the river
he falls through
a huge portion of night;
it is not as if falling

An Anatomy of the World

© John Donne

(excerpt)
AN ANATOMY OF THE WORLD
Wherein,
by occasion of the untimely death of Mistress

The Great Blue Heron

© John Betjeman

M.A.K. September, 1880-September, 1955

As I wandered on the beach

The Death of Lincoln

© William Cullen Bryant

Oh, slow to smite and swift to spare,

Gentle and merciful and just!

Superbly Situated

© Padraic Colum

you politely ask me not to die and i promise not to
right from the beginning—a relationship based on
good sense and thoughtfulness in little things

To Elizabeth, Countess of Rutland

© Benjamin Jonson

That poets are far rarer births than kings

Your noblest father proved; like whom before,

The Princess: As thro' the Land

© Alfred Tennyson

As thro' the land at eve we went,

from The Seasons: Spring

© James Thomson

As rising from the vegetable World

My Theme ascends, with equal Wing ascend,

Sunt Leones

© Stevie Smith

The lions who ate the Christians on the sands of the arena

By indulging native appetites played what has now been seen a

To the Returned Girls

© Edwin Morgan

Will you read my little pome,
O you girls returnèd home
From a summertime of sport
At the Jolliest Resort,
From a Heated Term of joys
Far from urban dust and noise?

Closings

© Donald Hall

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“Always Be Closing,” Liam told us—