All Poems

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‘You Rise the Water Unfolds’

© Paul Eluard

You are water ploughed from its depths
You are earth that takes root
And in which all is grounded

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One prayer I have -- all prayers in one, --

© James Montgomery

One prayer I have - all prayers in one, -
When I am wholly thine;
Thy will, my God, thy will be done,
And let that will be mine.

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Sonnet XVII

© Caroline Norton

Nor wert thou only by thy kindred wept,--
Young mother! gentle daughter! cherish'd wife!
Deep in her memory France hath fondly kept
The records of thy unassuming life:

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Elegance by Linda Gregg: American Life in Poetry #142 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2006

© Ted Kooser

There's that old business about the tree falling in the middle of the forest with no one to hear it: does it make a noise? Here Linda Gregg, of New York, offers us a look at an elegant beauty that can be presumed to exist and persist without an observer.

Elegance

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Lay Your Ears Back and Fight

© Henry Lawson

WHEN you drink of what the poets rave about as “sorrer’s cup”,
And yer mouth, in spite of laughin’, gits a curve the wrong way up,
Do not whine for help or pity; never cringe at fortunes frown—
Lay yer list’ners back and fight until you fight yer sorrers down!

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Elegy On The Death Of Mr. Phillips

© Thomas Chatterton

No more I hail the morning's golden gleam,
No more the wonders of the view I sing;
Friendship requires a melancholy theme,
At her command the awful lyre I string!

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John-a-dreams --

© Adelaide Crapsey

A laggard in the rear of time's swift feet,

And one who loiters on an aimless way

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Propertius's Bid For Immortality

© Franklin Pierce Adams


Let us return, then, for a time,
To our accustomed round of rhyme;
And let my songs' familiar art
Not fail to move my lady's heart.

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Little Elfie

© George MacDonald

I have a puppet-jointed child,
She's but three half-years old;
Through lawless hair her eyes gleam wild
With looks both shy and bold.

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The Message Of The March Wind

© William Morris

Fair now is the springtide, now earth lies beholding
With the eyes of a lover, the face of the sun;
Long lasteth the daylight, and hope is enfolding
The green-growing acres with increase begun.

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When I was Young and Ignorant

© Patrick Barrington

When I was young and ignorant I loved a Miss McDougall,

Our days were spent in happiness, although our means were frugal;

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Expectation

© John Hay

Roll on, O shining sun,

  To the far seas,

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Jerusalem Delivered - Book 04 - part 04

© Torquato Tasso

XLIX

"Three times the shape of my dear mother came,

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Reciprocity

© George MacDonald

Her mother, Elfie older grown,
One evening, for adieu,
Said, "You'll not mind being left alone,
For God takes care of you!"

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Old Man

© Alexander Pushkin

I’m not that lover, filled with passion, -

That youth, who left the world amazed:

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Marriage

© Mathilde Blind

The Many try, but oh! how few are they
  To whom that finest of the arts is given
Which shall teach Love, the rosy runaway,
  To bide from bridal Morn to brooding Even.
Yet this--this only--is the narrow way
  By which, while yet on earth, we enter heaven.

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To A Person Who Wrote Ill, And Spake Worse, Against Me

© Matthew Prior

Lie Philo untouch'd, on my peaceable shelf,

Nor take it amiss that so little I heed thee;

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Alf’s Fifth Bit

© Ezra Pound

The pomps of butchery, financial power,
Told 'em to die in war, and then to save,
Then cut their saving to the half or lower;
When will this system lie down in its grave?

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Vergissmeinnicht (Forget-me-not)

© Keith Douglas

Three weeks gone and the combatants gone
returning over the nightmare ground
we found the place again, and found
the soldier sprawling in the sun.

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Seed-Time And Harvest

© Edith Nesbit

MY hollyhocks are all awake,

  And not a single rose is lost;