All Poems
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The Sparrow's Nest
© William Wordsworth
BEHOLD, within the leafy shade,
Those bright blue eggs together laid!
Anhelli - Chapter 6
© Juliusz Slowacki
For he knew not at all that there was a new generation in Poland,
and new knights and new martyrs ;
and he did not wish to know of it, being a man of the past.
The World-Soul
© Ralph Waldo Emerson
Still, still the secret presses,
The nearing clouds draw down,
The crimson morning flames into
The fopperies of the town.
Within, without, the idle earth
Stars weave eternal rings,
limitations gone
© Saigyo
limitations gone
since my mind fixed on the moon
clarity and serenity
make something for which
there's no end in sight
Resolved To Be Loved
© Abraham Cowley
'Tis true, I'have lov'd already three or four,
And shall three or four hundred more;
I'll love each fair one that I see,
Till I find one at last that shall love me.
When the Evening Star Went Down
© Henry Clay Work
They sleep in a fathomless grave,
The guest and the mariner brave;
They pillow their heads on coral beds,
Beneath the blue ocean waves,
Beneath the blue ocean waves.
Phantasmagoria Canto II ( Hys Fyve Rules )
© Lewis Carroll
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said,
"I'm setting you a riddle -
Is - if your Victim be in bed,
Don't touch the curtains at his head,
But take them in the middle,
On Flaxman's Penelope
© William Cowper
The suitors sinned, but with a fair excuse,
Whom all this elegance might well seduce;
Nor can our censure on the husband fall,
Who, for a wife so lovely, slew them all.
The Travellers In Haste;
© Helen Maria Williams
ADDRESSED TO
THOMAS CLARKSON, ESQ.
IN 1814,
WHEN MANY ENGLISH ARRIVED AT PARIS, BUT
REMAINED A VERY SHORT TIME.
And In Wonder And Amazement I Sing -- English Translation
© Rabindranath Tagore
The sky is full of the sun and the stars
The universe is full of life
All The World's A Stage
© William Shakespeare
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
In love
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
In love, aside from sipping the wine of timelessness,
nothing else exists.
There is no reason for living except for giving one's life.
I said, "First I know you, then I die."
He said, "For the one who knows Me, there is no dying."
Patient Mercy Jones
© James Thomas Fields
Let us venerate the bones
Of patient Mercy Jones,
Who lies underneath these stones.
On A Cannon
© Jonathan Swift
Begotten, and born, and dying with noise,
The terror of women, and pleasure of boys,
Like the fiction of poets concerning the wind,
I'm chiefly unruly when strongest confined.
