All Poems
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Constable MCartys Investigations
© Henry Lawson
Most unpleasantly adjacent to the haunts of lower orders
Stood a terrace in the city when the current year began,
By A Norfolk Broad
© Ada Cambridge
One hour ago the crimson sun, that seemed so long a-drowning, sank.
The summer day is all but done. Our boat is moored beneath the bank.
I bask in peace, content, replete-my faithful comrade at my feet.
The Indian Hunter
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
When the summer harvest was gathered in,
And the sheaf of the gleaner grew white and thin,
And the ploughshare was in its furrow left,
Where the stubble land had been lately cleft,
An Indian hunter, with unstrung bow,
Looked down where the valley lay stretched below.
A Um Legista
© Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis
Tu foges à cidade?
Feliz amigo! Vão
Contigo a liberdade,
A vida e o coração.
Thoughts Of A Soldier
© Edgar Albert Guest
Since men with life must purchase life
And some must die that more may live,
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 04 - part 01
© Torquato Tasso
THE ARGUMENT.
Satan his fiends and assembleth all,
The Themes
© Millosh Gjergj Nikolla
On the pallid faces of fallen women
Loitering in doorways to sell themselves,
On their faces a tragic poem is carved
In tears and grief that rise to the heavens,
Out Of It All
© Edgar Albert Guest
Out of it all shall come splendor and gladness;
Out of the madness and out of the sadness,
Clearer and finer the world shall arise.
Why then keep sorrow and doubt in your eyes?
For Charles Dickens
© Mary Hannay Foott
He brings no pageants of the past
To wile our hearts away;
But wins our love for those who cast
Their lot with ours to-day.
To M. S. G.
© George Gordon Byron
Whene'er I view those lips of thine,
Their hue invites my fervent kiss;
Yet, I forego that bliss divine,
Alas! it were unhallow'd bliss.
After My Death
© Hayyim Nahman Bialik
And great, great is the pain!
There was a man-and see: he is no more,
and his life's song in mid-bar stopped,
one more song he had to go,
and now the song is gone for good,
gone for good!
Grace Darling or "The Wreck of the Forfarshire"
© William Topaz McGonagall
As the night was beginning to close in one rough September day
In the year of 1838, a steamer passed through the Fairway
Between the Farne Islands and the coast, on her passage northwards;
But the wind was against her, and the steamer laboured hard.
The Happy Little Cripple
© James Whitcomb Riley
I'm thist a little cripple boy, an' never goin' to grow
An' get a great big man at all!--'cause Aunty told me so.
Change
© William Dean Howells
SOMETIMES, when after spirited debate
Of letters or affairs, in thought I go
A Second Review Of The Grand Army
© Francis Bret Harte
I read last night of the Grand Review
In Washington's chiefest avenue,-
Book Of Suleika - Suleika's Love
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Fair was she, and so great was their pleasure.
But that thou, who awaitedst me long,
Youthful glances of fire dost throw me,
Soon wilt bless me, thy love now dost show me,
This shall my joyous numbers proclaim,
Thee I for ever Suleika shall name.
After-Thought
© Alfred Tennyson
I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide,
As being past away. -Vain sympathies!
Tell Me
© George MacDonald
"Traveller, what lies over the hill?
Traveller, tell to me:
Tip-toe-high on the window-sill
Over I cannot see."
