All Poems
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Inscriptions: II: For A Statue Of Chaucer At Woodstock
© Mark Akenside
Such was old Chaucer. such the placid mien
Of him who first with harmony inform'd
In Age
© Edith Nesbit
The wine of life was rough and new,
But sweet beyond belief,
And wrong was false, and right was true -
The rose was in the leaf.
Frithiof's Temptation. (From The Swedish)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Spring is coming, birds are twittering, forests leaf, and smiles the sun,
And the loosened torrents downward, singing, to the ocean run;
Glowing like the cheek of Freya, peeping rosebuds 'gin to ope,
And in human hearts awaken love of life, and joy, and hope.
Primaveral (With English Translation)
© Rubén Dario
Mes de rosas. Van mis rimas
en ronda a la vasta selva
Culver Dell And The Squire
© William Barnes
There's noo pleäce I do like so well,
As Elem Knap in Culver Dell,
Sonnet LXXV.
© Charlotte Turner Smith
WHERE the wild woods and pathless forests frown,
The darkling Pilgrim seeks his unknown way,
Till on the grass he throws him weary down,
To wait in broken sleep the dawn of day:
May 26, 1828
© Alexander Pushkin
Gift haphazard, unavailing,
Life, why were thou given me?
Why art thou to death unfailing
Sentenced by dark destiny?
Ask What I Shall Give Thee (III)
© John Newton
Behold the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near;
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
A Woman's Love
© John Hay
A sentinel angel sitting high in glory
Heard this shrill wail ring out from Purgatory:
"Have mercy, mighty angel, hear my story!
Haunted In Old Japan
© Alfred Noyes
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Music of the star-shine shimmering oer the sea
Mirror me no longer in the dusk of memory:
Dim and white the rose-leaves drift along the shore
Wind among the roses, blow no more!
Rantoul
© John Greenleaf Whittier
One day, along the electric wire
His manly word for Freedom sped;
We came next morn: that tongue of fire
Said only, "He who spake is dead!"
South-Folk In Cold Country
© Ezra Pound
The Dai horse neighs against the bleak wind of Etsu,
The birds of Etsu have no love for En, in the north,
Huerta
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
Por débil y pequeña,
oh flor de paraíso,
cabías en el vértice
del corazón en fiesta que te quiso.
Santa Filomena. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Whene'er a noble deed is wrought,
Whene'er is spoken a noble thought,
Our hearts, in glad surprise,
To higher levels rise.
Beauty, Its Effect.
© Robert Crawford
I have been touched with her, and have ta'en (Unclear
The acquaintance of her beauty like a dream,
Or as it were a flower of Faerie breathed
By an immortal; for the light and air
Unfading Beauty
© Thomas Carew
Hee, that loves a rosie cheeke,
Or a corall lip admires,
Or from star-like eyes doth seeke
Fuell to maintaine his fires,
Australian Federation
© William Gay
FROM all division let our land be free,
For God has made her one: complete she lies
How Deacon Fry Bought A "Duchess."
© Isabella Valancy Crawford
It sorter skeer'd the neighbours round,
For of all the 'tarnal set thet clutches
