All Poems
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The Battle of the Summer Islands : Canto 1
© Edmund Waller
Aid me, Bellona, while the dreadful fight
Betwixt a nation and two whales I write.
Seas stained with gore I sing, adventurous toil,
And how these monsters did disarm an isle.
Music
© Stephen Vincent Benet
My friend went to the piano; spun the stool
A little higher; left his pipe to cool;
Epitaph
© William Carlos Williams
An old willow with hollow branches
slowly swayed his few high gright tendrils
and sang:
On The Site Of A Mulberry-Tree; Planted by Wm. Shakspeare; felled by the Rev. F. Gastrell
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
THIS tree, here fall'n, no common birth or death
Shared with its kind. The world's enfranchised son,
And the Greatest of These Is War
© James Weldon Johnson
And Satan smiled, stretched out his hand, and said,
"O War, of all the scourges of humanity, I crown you chief."
And Hell rang with the acclamation of the Fiends.
The Detective
© Sylvia Plath
What was she doing when it blew in
Over the seven hills, the red furrow, the blue mountain?
Was she arranging cups? It is important.
Was she at the window, listening?
In that valley the train shrieks echo like souls on hooks.
Kossuth
© James Russell Lowell
A race of nobles may die out,
A royal line may leave no heir;
Wise Nature sets no guards about
Her pewter plate and wooden ware.
The King Of The Plow
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
THE sword is re-sheathed in its scabbard,
The rifle hangs safe on the wall;
No longer we quail at the hungry
Hot rush of the ravenous ball,
(To James R. Lawson) 1946
© John Gould Fletcher
Over the scattered trees, over the sunbrowned meadow,
The bells wove their rhythm of delicate, proud, airborne music;
Twenty-One
© John Le Gay Brereton
The world, all busy round us here of late,
Is still unchanged: but you are twenty-one.
The Undaunted
© Edgar Albert Guest
He tried to travel No Man's Land, that's guarded well with guns,
He tried to race the road of death, where never a coward runs.
Now he's asking of his doctor, and he's panting hard for breath,
How soon he will be ready for another bout with death.
LInvention
© André Marie de Chénier
O fils du Mincius, je te salue, ô toi
Par qui le dieu des arts fut roi du peuple-roi!
Hunted Down
© Henry Kendall
Two years had the tiger, whose shape was that of a sinister man,
Been out since the night of escape - two years under horror and ban.
On the Death of M. DOssoli and His Wife Margaret Fuller
© Walter Savage Landor
OVER his millions Death has lawful power,
But over thee, brave DOssoli! none, none.
After a longer struggle, in a fight
Worthy of Italy, to youth restord,
A Third Letter From B. Sawin, Esq.
© James Russell Lowell
I spose you recollect thet I explained my gennle views
In the last billet thet I writ, 'way down frum Veery Cruze,
Alfs Sixth Bit
© Ezra Pound
Let some new lying ass,
Who knows not what is or was,
Talk economics,
Pay for his witless noise,
Get the kid nice new toys,
Call him 'professor'.
The Weather-Beaten Tree
© William Barnes
The woaken tree, a-beät at night
By stormy winds wi' all their spite,
Karen
© Celia Thaxter
At her low quaint wheel she sits to spin,
Deftly drawing the long, light rolls
Of carded wool through her finders thin,
By the fireside at the Isles of Shoals.
