Poems begining by C
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Commercial
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Gross, with protruding ears,
Sleek hair, brisk glance, fleshy and yet alert,
Red, full, and satisfied,
Cased in obtuseness confident not to be hurt,
Claire
© Victor Marie Hugo
Quoi donc ! la vôtre aussi ! la vôtre suit la mienne !
O mère au coeur profond, mère, vous avez beau
Laisser la porte ouverte afin qu'elle revienne,
Cette pierre là-bas dans l'herbe est un tombeau !
Cat
© Jibanananda Das
Again and again through the day
I meet a cat.
In the tree's shade, in the sun, in the crowding brown leaves.
After the success of a few fish bones
Chimera Caliban
© Arthur Symons
An ignominious monster and uncouth
Who crouches in a Satanic attitude,
Consider
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Consider
The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:
We are as they;
Like them we fade away,
As doth a leaf.
Counting-Out Rhyme
© Edna St. Vincent Millay
Silver bark of beech, and sallow
Bark of yellow birch and yellow
Twig of willow.
Careless Mathilda
© Ann Taylor
"AGAIN, Matilda, is your work undone!
Your scissors, where are they? your thimble, gone?
Your needles, pins, and thread and tapes all lost;
Your housewife here, and there your workbag toss'd.
Crusaders
© William Wordsworth
FURL we the sails, and pass with tardy oars
Through these bright regions, casting many a glance
Comfort The Women
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
A Prayer in Time of War
Whence comes the rain that ceaselessly doth fall,
Children's Rhymes
© Langston Hughes
Lies written down
For white folks
Ain't for us a-tall:
Liberty And Justice;
Huh! For All!
Come Home, Father!
© Henry Clay Work
'Tis The
SONG OF LITTLE MARY,
Standing at the bar-room door
While the shameful midnight revel
Rages wildly as before.
Father, dear father, come home with me now!
Carvalhos
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Earth, I love thee well;
And well dost thou requite me.
I have no tongue to tell
How this day thou hast thrilled
With wonder, to delight me,
My heart, intensely stilled.
Canto I: And Then Went Down to the Ship
© Ezra Pound
And then went down to the ship,
Set keel to breakers, forth on the godly sea, and
Cattle In Summer
© James Thomson
Around th' adjoining brook, that purls along
The vocal grove, now fretting o'er a rock,
Now scarcely moving through a reedy pool,
Now starting to a sudden stream, and now
