All Poems
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An Autograph
© James Russell Lowell
Oer the wet sands an insect crept
Ages ere man on earth was known
And patient Time, while Nature slept,
The slender tracing turned to stone.
Pity
© Sara Teasdale
They never saw my lover's face,
They only know our love was brief,
Wearing awhile a windy grace
And passing like an autumn leaf.
Translation Of A Romaic Love Song
© George Gordon Byron
Ah! Love was never yet without
The pang, the agony, the doubt,
Which rends my heart with ceaseless sigh,
While day and night roll darkling by.
Deep Sea Cables
© Rudyard Kipling
They have wakened the timeless Things; they have killed their father Time
Joining hands in the gloom, a league from the last of the sun.
Hush! Men talk to-day o'er the waste of the ultimate slime,
And a new Word runs between: whispering, 'Let us be one!'
Going Into Darkness
© Henry Louis Vivian Derozio
"It is that hour when dusky night
Comes gathering o're departing light,
When hue by hue and ray by ray,
Thine eye may watch it waste away,
Rippling Water
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
The maiden sat by the river side
(The rippling water murmurs by),
Do Your All
© Edgar Albert Guest
"Do your bit!" How cheap and trite
Seems that phrase in such a fight!
Sonnet X. To Erskine
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
When British Freedom for an happier land
Spread her broad wings, that fluttered with affright,
Erskine! thy voice she heard, and paused her flight
Sublime of hope! For dreadless thou didst stand
Milton (Alcaics)
© Alfred Tennyson
O mighty-mouth'd inventor of harmonies,
O skill'd to sing of Time or Eternity,
The Full Sea Rolls And Thunders
© William Ernest Henley
The full sea rolls and thunders
In glory and in glee.
O, bury me not in the senseless earth
But in the living sea!
The Convalescent Gripster
© Eugene Field
The gods let slip that fiendish grip
Upon me last week Sunday--
Our Yankee Girls
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
LET greener lands and bluer skies,
If such the wide earth shows,
Wijs My Die Plek
© Christian Frederik Louis Leipoldt
Wys my die plek waar ons saam gestaan het,
Eens, toe jy myne was -
Thoughts
© Sara Teasdale
When I can make my thoughts come forth
To walk like ladies up and down,
Each one puts on before the glass
Her most becoming hat and gown.
The Lovers. A Poem
© John Logan
Harriet
I fear to go--I dare not stay.
Look back.--I dare not look that way.
Ode To Napoleon Buonaparte
© George Gordon Byron
'Expends Annibalem:--quot libras in duce summo
Invenies?~JUVENAL., Sat. X.
Wednesday Before Easter
© John Keble
O Lord my God, do thou Thy holy will -
I will lie still -
I will not stir, lest I forsake Thine arm,
And break the charm
Which lulls me, clinging to my Father's breast,
In perfect rest.
The Dream-Ship
© Eugene Field
When the world is fast asleep,
Along the midnight skies-
As though it were a wandering cloud-
The ghostly dream-ship flies.
From "Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship" - Book IV, Chap. XI
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Except the yearning!
Alone, a prey to woe,
