All Poems
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Hymn For The Opening Of Thomas Starr Kings House Of Worship, 1864
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Amidst these glorious works of Thine,
The solemn minarets of the pine,
And awful Shasta's icy shrine,--
Our Pilots
© William Henry Ogilvie
You that run the reddened ditch among the drifted leaves
May set the pace to conquerors and guide the sons of kings!
If My Verses Had The Wings
© Victor Marie Hugo
Songs as sweet as summer brings,
To your flowery lawn should fly
If my verses had the wings
Wings of birds that haunt the sky.
The Widow’s Lament in Springtime
© William Carlos Williams
Sorrow is my own yard
where the new grass
The Bloody Sire
© Robinson Jeffers
It is not bad. Let them play.
Let the guns bark and the bombing-plane
Speak his prodigious blasphemies.
It is not bad, it is high time,
Stark violence is still the sire of all the world’s values.
Captain Reece
© William Schwenck Gilbert
Of all the ships upon the blue,
No ship contained a better crew
Than that of worthy CAPTAIN REECE,
Commanding of THE MANTELPIECE.
Frost at Midnight
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The Frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry
Rubber-Stamp Humour
© Franklin Pierce Adams
If couples mated but for love;
If women all were perfect cooks;
Naucratia; Or Naval Dominion. Part III.
© Henry James Pye
Arm'd in her cause, on Chalgrave's fatal plain,
Where sorrowing Freedom mourns her Hambden slain,
Say, shall the moralizing bard presume
From his proud hearse to tear one warlike plume,
Because a Cæsar or a Cromwell wore
An impious wreath, wet with their country's gore?
Remembered
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
She sang, and I listened the whole song thro'.
(It was sweet, so sweet, the singing.)
The stars were out and the moon it grew
From a wee soft glimmer way out in the blue
To a bird thro' the heavens winging.
Tithonus
© Alfred Tennyson
Lo! ever thus thou growest beautiful
In silence, then before thine answer given
Departest, and thy tears are on my cheek.
Oiling
© Norman Rowland Gale
Excuse me, Sweetheart, if I smear,
With wisdom learnt from ancient teachers,
Master and Boy
© George MacDonald
"WHO is this little one lying,"
Said Time, "at my garden-gate,
Moaning and sobbing and crying,
Out in the cold so late?"
Dream Girl -- English Translation
© Rabindranath Tagore
God alone did not create you, my girl
You are also the creation of men
The Pains of Sleep
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
It hath not been my use to pray
A Love-Fancy
© Charles Harpur
Night was new-throned in heaven, and we did rove
Together in the cool and shadowless haze
Remembering Frost at Kennedy’s Inauguration
© Linda Pastan
Even the flags seemed frozen
to their poles, and the men
stamping their well-shod feet
resembled an army of overcoats.
