All Poems
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John Smith
© Eugene Field
To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be
With thinking of my home and friends across the tumbling sea;
Loser
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Mama said I'd lose my head
If it wasn't fastened on.
Today I guess it wasn't
'Cause while playing with my cousin
It fell off and rolled away
And now its gone.
To Algernon Charles Swineburne
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
NOT since proud Marlowe poured his potent song
Through fadeless meadows to a marvellous main,
Has England hearkened to so sweet a strain--
So sweet as thine, and ah! so subtly strong!
On The Civil War On The East Coast Of The United States Of North America 1860-64
© Alan Dugan
Because of the unaccountable spirit of the troops
oh we were marched as we were never marched before
To D. A. Mackellar
© Peter McArthur
[In Dedication of Aguilar]
MY cherished dead, when last your placid brow
The Book Of Paradise - The Favoured Beast
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Or beasts there have been chosen four
To come to Paradise,
The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part IV: Vita Nova: XCIII
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
A DISAPPOINTMENT
Spring, of a sudden, came to life one day.
Ere this, the Winter had been cold and chill.
That morning first the Summer air did fill
"Too Low And Yet Too High."
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
HE came in velvet and in gold;
He wooed her with a careless grace;
A confidence too rashly bold
Breathed in his language and his face.
The Cry
© Katharine Lee Bates
MULTITUDINOUS the cry beating on the smokeveiled sky.
Since the first war-wrath burst on immortal Belgium,
The Tables Turned
© William Wordsworth
And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
He, too, is no mean preacher:
Come forth into the light of things,
Let Nature be your teacher.
The Stick-Together Families
© Edgar Albert Guest
The stick-together families are happier by far
Than the brothers and the sisters who take separate highways are.
The gladdest people living are the wholesome folks who make
A circle at the fireside that no power but death can break.
And the finest of conventions ever held beneath the sun
Are the little family gatherings when the busy day is done.
The Island Of Endless Play
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
It lies off the border of 'No School Land'
And abounds with pleasures, I understand.
Auf Sich Selbst
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
Ich habe nicht stets Lust zu lesen.
Ich habe nicht stets Lust zu schreiben.
Ich habe nicht stets Lust zu denken;
Kurzum, nicht immer zu studieren.
An Epitaph Desird On One Wheeler
© Thomas Parnell
My name is Wheeler here I ly
Because I happend for to dy
life wheeld me in death wheeld me out
how strangely things are wheeld about.
"My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies"
© Lesbia Harford
My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies,
To crimson with sunshine and swell with the dew.
Warmed by your smile and besprent by your glances
See, it has opened for you!
Quand-Meme
© John Hay
I strove, like Israel, with my youth,
And said, Till thou bestow
Upon my life Love's joy and truth,
I will not let thee go.
Homo Sum
© Robert Crawford
The hearts of men are like mine,
therefore
it must laugh and weep with them.
Lines Addressed From London, To Sara And S.T.C. At Bristol, In The Summer Of 1796
© Charles Lamb
Was it so hard a thing? I did but ask
A fleeting holiday, a little week.
