All Poems
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The Man Forsworn
© William Watson
Who draws to-day the unrighteous sword?
Behold him stand, the Man Forsworn,
The warrior of the faithless word,
The pledge disowned, the covenant torn,
Who prates of honour, truth, and trust,
Ere he profanes them in the dust.
Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking
© Walt Whitman
Shine! shine! shine!
Pour down your warmth, great sun!
While we bask, we two together.
The Lost Name
© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
THE voice of my true love is low
And exquisitely kind,
Warm as a flower, cold as snow--
I think it is the Wind.
Morning Rain
© Du Fu
A slight rain comes, bathed in dawn light.
I hear it among treetop leaves before mist
Arrives. Soon it sprinkles the soil and,
Windblown, follows clouds away. Deepened
Pannychis
© André Marie de Chénier
--_Donnez-les-moi d'abord et puis je vais chanter... Il tend ses deux
mains... on lui donne... et puis, d'une voix claire et douce, il se met
à chanter_:
The Mother of Zebedee's Children
© George MacDonald
She knelt, she bore a bold request,
Though shy to speak it out:
Ambition, even in mother's breast,
Before him stood in doubt.
The Rape Of The Mist
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
High o'er the clouds a Sunbeam shone,
And far down under him,
With a subtle grace that was all her own,
The Mist gleamed, fair and dim.
Brittle Beauty
© Henry Howard
Brittle beauty that nature made so frail,
Whereof the gift is small, and short the season,
Book Of Love - The Types
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
LIST, and in memory bear
These six fond loving pair.
Lyrics Of Love And Sorrow
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Love is the light of the world, my dear,
Heigho, but the world is gloomy;
The light has failed and the lamp down hurled,
Leaves only darkness to me.
To an Old Oak
© Samuel Rogers
Trunk of a Giant now no more!
Once did thy limbs to heaven aspire;
Once, by a track untried before,
Strike as resolving to explore
Realms of infernal fire.
To The Honourable Charles Montague, Esq.
© Matthew Prior
Howe'er, 'tis well that, while mankind
Through fate's perverse meander errs,
He can imagined pleasures find
To combat against real cares.
To A.J. Scott, May, 1857
© George MacDonald
When, long ago, the daring of my youth
Drew nigh thy greatness with a little thing,
Thou didst receive me; and thy sky of truth
After The Quarrel
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
SO we, who've supped the self-same cup,
To-night must lay our friendship by;
Bid Adieu
© James Joyce
Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,
Bid adieu to girlish days,
Happy Love is come to woo
Thee and woo thy girlish ways
The zone that doth become thee fair,
The snood upon thy yellow hair,
The Deacon And His Daughter
© Isabella Valancy Crawford
He saved his soul and saved his pork,
With old time preservation;
He did not hold with creosote,
Or new plans of salvation;
He said that "Works would show the man,"
"The smoke-house tell upon the ham!"
The Hard Times In Elfland [A Story of Christmas Eve]
© Sidney Lanier
Strange that the termagant winds should scold
The Christmas Eve so bitterly!
But Wife, and Harry the four-year-old,
Big Charley, Nimblewits, and I,
