All Poems
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Summer Lightning
© Lesbia Harford
Just now, as warm day faded from our sight
Hosts of archangels, fleet
On lighting-winged feet
Passed by, all glimmering in the busy night
I Know A Baby, Such A Baby
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
I know a baby, such a baby, -
Round blue eyes and cheeks of pink,
Granny Canty
© George MacDonald
"What maks ye sae canty, granny dear?
Has some kin' body been for ye to speir?
Ye luik as smilin an' fain an' willin
As gien ye had fun a bonny shillin!"
Grace
© John Crowe Ransom
WHO is it beams the merriest
At killing a man, the laughing one?
You are the one I nominate,
God of the rivers of Babylon.
Daylight Saving in Cactus Center
© Arthur Chapman
Down here in Cactus Center we believe in savin' time;
Unlike the waste of powder, wastin' daylight is a crime;
'On Active Service'; American Expeditionary Force (R. S., August 12, 1918)
© Edith Wharton
HE is dead that was alive.
How shall friendship understand?
Lavish heart and tireless hand
Bidden not to give or strive,
Eager brain and questing eye
Like a broken lens laid by.
Olney Hymn 28: Jesus Hasting To Suffer
© William Cowper
The Saviour, what a noble flame
Was kindled in his breast,
When hasting to Jerusalem,
He march'd before the rest.
Bayard Taylor (Upon Death)
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
"OFT have I fronted Death, nor feared his might!
To me immortal, this dim Finite seems
Like some waste low-land, crossed by wandering streams
Whose clouded waves scarce catch our yearning sight:
Joy
© Emile Verhaeren
O splendid, spacious day, irradiate
With flaming dawns, when earth shows yet more fair
Her ardent beauty, proud, without alloy;
And wakening life breathes out her perfume rare
So potently, that, all intoxicate,
Our ravished being rushes upon joy!
Arachne
© Rose Terry Cooke
I watch her in the corner there,
As, restless, bold, and unafraid,
She slips and floats along the air
Till all her subtile house is made.
The Knight
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Our good knight, Ted, girds his broadsword on
(And he wields it well, I ween);
A Wall
© Robert Browning
O the old wall here! How I could pass
Life in a long midsummer day,
My feet confined to a plot of grass,
My eyes from a wall not once away!
Sonnet XVII: Beauty's Pageant
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
What dawn-pulse at the heart of heaven, or last
Incarnate flower of culminating day,
Lochaber No More
© Allan Ramsay
Farewell to Lochaber! and farewell, my Jean,
Where heartsome with thee I hae mony day been;
The Nightingale and Glow-worm
© William Cowper
Those Christians best deserve the name,
Who studiously make peace their aim;
Peace, both the duty and the prize
Of him that creeps and him that flies.
After-Strain
© Francis Thompson
Now with wan ray that other sun of Song
Sets in the bleakening waters of my soul:
One step, and lo! the Cross stands gaunt and long
'Twixt me and yet bright skies, a presaged dole.
On A Bath, By Plato
© William Cowper
Did Cytherea to the skies
From this pellucid lymph arise?
Or was it Cytherea's touch,
When bathing here, that made it such?
Polly In A Porny
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Haha I kissed Polly goodnight haha as we stood at her front door
Now she's quite a proper lady so I didn't ask for anything more
But haha I was feeling oh so groovie that I went down to the movie
And I sat down and guess just what I saw
