All Poems
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Songs of the Summer Days
© George MacDonald
A glory on the chamber wall!
A glory in the brain!
Triumphant floods of glory fall
On heath, and wold, and plain.
The Death of Pompey the Great
© Alaric Alexander Watts
States vanish, ages fly;
But leave one task unchangedâto suffer and to die. ~ HEMANS.
Body And Soul
© Lesbia Harford
Through the Museum
I stroll, and see
Goblets fashioned in Arcady,
Spears from the Islands, and robes from Tyre
Inspection
© Wilfred Owen
'You! What d'you mean by this?' I rapped.
'You dare come on parade like this?'
'Please, sir, it's-' ''Old yer mouth,' the sergeant snapped.
'I takes 'is name, sir?'-'Please, and then dismiss.'
Which Has More Patience -- Man or Woman?
© Lucy Maud Montgomery
Just watch a man who tries
To soothe a baby's cries;
Or put a stove pipe up in weather cold,
Into what a state he'll get;
How he'll fuss and fume and fret
And stamp and bluster round and storm and scold!
The Dead House
© James Russell Lowell
Here once my step was quickened,
Here beckoned the opening door,
And welcome thrilled from the threshold
To the foot it had known before.
What She Said
© Katharine Tynan
She said: Would I might sleep
With the bulbs I plant so deep,
Forgetting all the long Winter
That I must awake and weep.
Duniya Mein Kaun
© Khwaja Mir Dard
Duniya mein kaun kaun na yak baar ho gaya,
Par munh phir is tarf na kiya us ne jo gaya.
Phirti hai meri khaak saba dar-b-dar liye,
Ai chashm-e-ashkbaar yeh kya tujh ko ho gaya.
Maiden May
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Maiden May sat in her bower,
In her blush rose bower in flower,
Sweet of scent;
Sat and dreamed away an hour,
Half content, half uncontent.
The Two Angels
© John Greenleaf Whittier
God called the nearest angels who dwell with Him above:
The tenderest one was Pity, the dearest one was Love.
An Anniversary
© Ada Cambridge
AS flower to sun its drop of dew
Gives from its crystal cup,
So I, as morning gift to you,
This poor verse offer up.
II.
Sonnet XIII
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
I LAY in dusky solitude reclined,
The shadow of sleep just hovering o'er mine eyes,
When from the cloudland in the western skies
Rose the strange breathings of a tremulous wind.
Riding Round the Lines
© Henry Lawson
Dust and smoke against the sunrise out where grim disaster lurks
And a broken sky-line looming like unfinished railway works,
And a trot, trot, trot and canter down inside the belt of mines:
It is General Greybeard Shrapnel who is riding round his lines.
A Re-Assurance
© Archibald Lampman
With what doubting eyes, oh sparrow,
Thou regardest me,
Underneath yon spray of yarrow,
Dipping cautiously.
Homecoming
© Paul Celan
Snowfall, denser and denser,
dove-coloured as yesterday,
snowfall, as if even now you were sleeping.
Stand Up and Bless the Lord
© James Montgomery
Stand up and bless the Lord
Ye people of His choice;
Stand up and bless the Lord your God
With heart and soul and voice.
