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Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XXIV
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Thus through these griefs I had been set apart,
As for a double priesthood. Life to me,
In those first moments when I probed my heart,
Less an enchantress seemed than enemy.
A Gentleman
© Edward Thomas
'He has robbed two clubs. The judge at Salisbury
Can't give him more than he undoubtedly
The Brus Book VI
© John Barbour
[Sir Ingram Umfraville praises the king;
the men of Galloway pursue him with a tracker dog]
An Outdoor Reception
© John Greenleaf Whittier
On these green banks, where falls too soon
The shade of Autumn's afternoon,
The Sea Of Time.
© Robert Crawford
On that strange sea
Where Man's bark moves as toward eternity,
What sails put forth that are not seen again!
.... Joyous it may be, or in pain,
The Snare
© James Brunton Stephens
I hear a sudden cry of pain!
There is a rabbit in a snare:
Now I hear the cry again,
But I cannot tell from where.
Looking Unto Jesus
© John Newton
By various maxims, forms and rules,
That pass for wisdom in the schools,
I strove my passion to restrain;
But all my efforts proved in vain.
The Idlers Calendar. Twelve Sonnets For The Months. July
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
GOODWOOD
To the high breezes of the Goodwood Down
London has fled, and there awhile forgets
Its weariness of limb on lawns new--mown
The Predestined
© Katharine Tynan
Dear, we might have known you were
To die young--and were we blind
To the light on face and hair?
Dear, so simple and so kind.
A City Plum Is Not A Plum
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
A city plum is not a plum;
A dumb-bell is no bell, though dumb;
Doctors
© Sara Teasdale
Every night I lie awake
And every day I lie abed
And hear the doctors, Pain and Death,
Conferring at my head.
The Junipers
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Gray the slow sky darkens
Over the downland track
Where the long valley closes
Under a smooth hill's back.
A Heart To Heart Talk
© Edgar Albert Guest
THEY tell me that I 'm spoiling you,
I The neighbors say that you should be
You and You
© Edith Wharton
Every one of you won the war
You and you and you
Each one knowing what it was for,
And what was his job to do.
Signs Of Winter
© John Clare
The cat runs races with her tail. The dog
Leaps oer the orchard hedge and knarls the grass.
Liberty
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
I.
The fiery mountains answer each other;
Their thunderings are echoed from zone to zone;
The tempestuous oceans awake one another,
And the ice-rocks are shaken round Winter's throne,
When the clarion of the Typhoon is blown.
Natalias Resurrection: Sonnet XXX
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Thus was Natalia loved and lost and won.
Some say that Adrian, having gained the goal
Of his long hopes, and being of those who run
Too lightly for their constancy of soul,
I Shall Never Love the Snow Again
© Robert Seymour Bridges
I never shall love the snow again
Since Maurice died:
With corniced drift it blocked the lane,
And sheeted in a desolate plain
The country side.
