All Poems
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First Love
© George Frederick Cameron
Ah, love is deathless! we do cheat
Ourselves who say that we forget
Old fancies: last love may be sweet,
First love is sweeter yet.
Autumn At The Orchard
© Edgar Albert Guest
The sumac's flaming scarlet on the edges o' the lake,
An' the pear trees are invitin' everyone t' come an' shake.
Revelation
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Still, as of old, in Beavor's Vale,
O man of God! our hope and faith
The Elements and Stars assail,
And the awed spirit holds its breath,
Blown over by a wind of death.
Love Inducin Christian Conduct
© John Bunyan
When understand my meaning by my words,
How sense of mercy unto faith affords
Home
© William Henry Drummond
"Oh! Mother the bells are ringing as never they rang before,
And banners aloft are flying, and open is every door,
While down in the streets are thousands of men I have never seen--
But friendly are all the faces--oh! Mother, what can it mean?"
Anniversary
© Gabriela Mistral
And we go on and on,
Neither sleeping nor awake,
Towards the meeting, unaware
That we are already there.
The Destroying Spirit
© Louisa Stuart Costello
I sit upon the rocks that frown
Above the rapid Nile;
The Curse Of The Charter-Breakers
© John Greenleaf Whittier
IN Westminster's royal halls,
Robed in their pontificals,
England's ancient prelates stood
For the people's right and good.
Come Unto Me
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Oh, for the time gone by, when thought of Christ
Made His Yoke easy and His Burden light;
Our Autocrat
© John Greenleaf Whittier
His laurels fresh from song and lay,
Romance, art, science, rich in all,
And young of heart, how dare we say
We keep his seventieth festival?
The Refuge
© Katharine Tynan
I will lift mine eyes to the mountains,
To the mountains whence cometh my aid;
I shall drink of the Mercy's crystal fountains,
And shall not be afraid.
The Anglers Reveille
© Henry Van Dyke
What time the rose of dawn is laid across the lips of night,
And all the little watchman-stars have fallen asleep in light,
'Tis then a merry wind awakes, and runs from tree to tree,
And borrows words from all the birds to sound the reveille.
To Dante
© Frances Anne Kemble
"Poeta volontieri
Parlerei a que' duo che' insieme vanno,
E pajon si al vento esser leggieri."
Dell' Inferno, Canto .
The Portrait Of A Child
© Victor Marie Hugo
And by their flame so pure and bright,
We see how lately those sweet eyes
Have wandered down from Paradise,
And still are lingering in its light.
The Chambermaid's Second Song
© William Butler Yeats
From pleasure of the bed,
Dull as a worm,
His rod and its butting head
Limp as a worm,
His spirit that has fled
Blind as a worm.
Elinoure And Juga
© Thomas Chatterton
ONNE Ruddeborne bank twa pynynge Maydens sate,
Theire teares faste dryppeynge to the waterre cleere;
At The Green Inn, Five In The Evening (Au Cabaret-Vert, Cinq Heures Du Soir)
© Arthur Rimbaud
Depuis huit jours, j'avais déchiré mes bottines
Aux cailloux des chemins. J'entrais à Charleroi.
- Au Cabaret-Vert : je demandai des tartines
Du beurre et du jambon qui fût à moitié froid.
A Pleasant Invective Against Printing
© Henry Austin Dobson
"O for a lodge in some vast wilderness!"
Some region unapproachable of Print,
Where never cablegram could gain access,
And telephones were not, nor any hint
Of tidings new or old, but Man might pipe
His soul to Nature,- careless of the Type!
