All Poems
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The Far Future
© Henry Kendall
AUSTRALIA, advancing with rapid winged stride,
Shall plant among nations her banners in pride,
Grey Nights
© Ernest Christopher Dowson
And ever sadlier, as the stars expired,
We found the poppies rarer, till thine eyes
Grown all my light, to light me were too tired,
And at their darkening, that no surmise
Might haunt me of the lost days we desired,
After them all I flung those memories!
On Leaving Winchester School
© William Lisle Bowles
The spring shall visit thee again,
Itchin! and yonder ancient fane,
That casts its shadow on thy breast,
As if, by many winters beat,
The blooming season it would greet,
With many a straggling wild-flower shall be dressed.
Innocence
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
White rose must die all in the youth and beauty of the year,
Though nightingale should sing the whole night through,
Poppies
© Leon Gellert
Some scarlet poppies lay upon our right.
He watched them through his periscope all day.
He watched then all the day; but in the night
They seemed to pass away.
We Are Accused Of Terrorism
© Nizar Qabbani
We are accused of terrorism
If we dare to write about the remains of a homeland
That is scattered in pieces and in decay
In decadence and disarray
About a homeland that is searching for a place
And about a nation that no longer has a face
Stella's Birthday, March 13, 1726
© Jonathan Swift
This day, whate'er the Fates decree,
Shall still be kept with joy by me;
A Valediction
© John Masefield
We're bound for blue water where the great winds blow,
It's time to get the tacks aboard, time for us to go;
The crowd's at the capstan and the tune's in the shout,
"A long pull, a strong pull, and warp the hooker out."
Salutation The Third
© Ezra Pound
Come, let us on with the new deal,
Let us be done with pandars and jobbery,
Let us spit upon those who pat the big-bellies for profit,
Let us go out in the air a bit.
La Dame Du Palais De La Reine
© Kenneth Slessor
SOPHIE, in shocks of scarlet lace,
Receives her usual embrace
Beneath a hedge, behind a curtain,
Or in the chambers of His Grace.
Virgin Of Bethlehem
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Virgin of Bethlehem! spouse of the Holy One!
Star of the pilgrim on lifes stormy sea!
Humbler thy lot was than this worlds most lowly one,
List to the prayers that we offer to thee!
Idyll XXI. The Fishermen
© Theocritus
Want quickens wit: Want's pupils needs must work,
O Diophantus: for the child of toil
Is grudged his very sleep by carking cares:
Or, if he taste the blessedness of night,
Thought for the morrow soon warns slumber off.
"Under the dark and piny steep"
© William Watson
Under the dark and piny steep
We watched the storm crash by:
We saw the bright brand leap and leap
Out of the shattered sky.
An Old Woman of the Roads
© Padraic Colum
O, to have a little house!
To own the hearth and stool and all!
The heaped up sods against the fire,
The pile of turf against the wall!
Sonnet
© Samuel Daniel
And yet I cannot reprehend the flight
Or blame th' attempt presuming so to soar;
To My Lord and Master
© George MacDonald
Imagination cannot rise above thee;
Near and afar I see thee, and I love thee;
My misery away from me I thrust it,
For thy perfection I behold, and trust it.
