All Poems
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Tour Abroad of Wilfrid the Great
© Alexander MacGregor Rose
W'en Queen Victoria calls her peup's
For mak' some Jubilee,
She sen' for men from all de worl' -
And from her colonie.
The Crown Of Thorns
© Ada Cambridge
In bitterest sorrow did the ground bring forth
Its fatal seed. Thine eye beheld the birth-
Beheld the travail of accursèd earth;
E'en then, O Lord! in greater love than wrath!
The Stranger
© Robert Nichols
Never am I so alone
As when I walk among the crowd
Blurred masks of stern or grinning stone,
Unmeaning eyes and voices loud.
Lines. Oh! To Some Distant Scene
© William Cowper
Oh! to some distant scene, a willing exile
From the wild roar of this busy world,
Hope Is Not For The Wise
© Robinson Jeffers
Hope is not for the wise, fear is for fools;
Change and the world, we think, are racing to a fall,
Upon Phillis Walking In A Morning Before Sun-rising
© John Cleveland
THE sluggish morne as yet undrest,
My Phillis brake from out her East;
Be Cheerful
© Edgar Albert Guest
Let me ask you anyhow.
Let the other fellow hurry,
Let the other fellow worry,
You won't know a thing about it
Calculating Clara
© Harry Graham
O'er the rugged mountain's brow
Clara threw the twins she nursed,
And remarked, "I wonder now
Which will reach the bottom first?"
Fatigue
© Amy Lowell
Give me dreamless sleep, and loose night's power over me,
Shut my ears to sounds only tumultuous then,
Bid Fancy slumber, and steal away its potency,
Or Nature wakes and strives to live again.
Pure Imagination
© Roald Dahl
Come with me and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination
Take a look and you'll see
Into your imagination
Barbershop Quartet, East Village Grille by Sebastian Matthews: American Life in Poetry #207 Ted Koos
© Ted Kooser
People singing, not professionally but just singing for joy, it's a wonderful celebration of life. In this poem by Sebastian Matthews of North Carolina, a father and son happen upon a handful of men singing in a cafe, and are swept up into their pleasure and community.
Barbershop Quartet,
At Christmas-Time
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
For that old love I once adored
I deck my halls and spread my board
Stanzas
© George Gordon Byron
Could Love for ever
Run like a river,
And Time's endeavour
Be tried in vain
Tanzweise
© Walther von der Vogelweide
"Lady," I said, "this garland wear!
For thou wilt wear it gracefully;
On The Mississippi
© Hamlin Garland
Through wild and tangled forests
The broad, unhasting river flows-
Running out of the nets
© Yosa Buson
Running out of the nets,
running out of the nets,
the water, the moon
En La Plaza De Armas
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
¿Que se hizo, Plaza de Armas, el coro de chiquillas
que conmigo llegaban en la tarde de asueto
del sábado, a tu kiosco, y que eran actrices
de muñeca excesiva y de exiguo alfabeto?
