Cool poems

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Here And There

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

HERE the warm sunshine fills
Like wine of gods the deepening, cup-shaped dells,
Embossed with marvellous flowers; the happy rills
Roam through the autumnal fields whose rich increase

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Sisters

© Osip Emilevich Mandelstam

Sisters - Heaviness and Tenderness- you look the same.
 Wasps and bees both suck the heavy rose.
 Man dies, and the hot sand cools again.
 Carried off on a black stretcher, yesterday’s sun goes.

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Forby Sutherland

© George Gordon McCrae


A LANE of elms in June;—the air  

 Of eve is cool and calm and sweet.  

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The Wood Witch

© Madison Julius Cawein

There is a woodland witch who lies

With bloom-bright limbs and beam-bright eyes,

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The Art Of War. Book III.

© Henry James Pye

Your footsteps now the arsenals have trod
Where lie the treasures of the warrior God;
Yet 'midst his ranks to serve is little fame,
Little avails the soldier's ardent flame,
Unless to all the heights of art you climb,
And reach of martial skill the true sublime.

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The Modest Couple

© William Schwenck Gilbert

When man and maiden meet, I like to see a drooping eye,
I always droop my own - I am the shyest of the shy.
I'm also fond of bashfulness, and sitting down on thorns,
For modesty's a quality that womankind adorns.

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The Cloud Messenger - Part 04

© Kalidasa

The slender young woman who is there would be the premier creation by the
Creator in the sphere of women, with fine teeth, lips like a ripe bimba fruit, a
slim waist, eyes like a startled gazelle’s, a deep navel, a gait slow on account
of the weight of her hips, and who is somewhat bowed down by her breasts.

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In An English Garden

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

  Beside the wall, the slim Laburnum grows
  And flings its golden flow'rs to every breeze.
  But e'en among such soothing sights as these,
  I pant and nurse my soul-devouring woes.
  Of all the longings that our hearts wot of,
  There is no hunger like the want of love!

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Origin Of The Liquor Dealer

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler


And he clasps the hands of the devil who stands
Bowing before his face.
And he says, "Dear friend, will you please to send
A lad to show me my place?"

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Angel Faces

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

I.
I SHALL not paint them. God them sees, and I:
No other can, nor need. They have no form,
I may not close with human kisses warm

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Rural Sports: A Georgic - Canto II.

© John Gay

Now, sporting muse, draw in the flowing reins,

Leave the clear streams a while for sunny plains.

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The Dark That Was Is Here

© Eli Siegel

A girl, in ancient Greece,
Be sure, had no more peace
Than one in Idaho.
To feel and yet to know

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The Ballad Of Boh Da Thone

© Rudyard Kipling

This is the ballad of Boh Da Thone,
 Erst a Pretender to Theebaw's throne,
 Who harried the district of Alalone:
 How he met with his fate and the V.P.P.
 At the hand of Harendra Mukerji,
 Senior Gomashta, G.B.T.

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Herr Weiser

© James Whitcomb Riley

Herr Weiser--! Three-score-years-and-ten--,

A hale white rose of his country-men,

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Retaliation: A Poem

© Oliver Goldsmith

What pity, alas!  that so lib'ral a mind
Should so long be to news-paper essays confin'd;
Who perhaps to the summit of science could soar,
Yet content 'if the table he set on a roar'; 
Whose talents to fill any station were fit,
Yet happy if Woodfall confess'd him a wit.

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An Officer Bewails The Neglect With Which He Is Treated

© Confucius

It floats about, that boat of cypress wood,

  Now here, now there, as by the current borne.

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The Day Of The Daughter Of Hades

© George Meredith

He tells it, who knew the law
Upon mortals:  he stood alive
Declaring that this he saw:
He could see, and survive.

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The Apple-Tree

© Ann Taylor

OLD John had an apple-tree, healthy and green,
Which bore the best codlins that ever were seen,
So juicy, so mellow, and red;
And when they were ripe, he disposed of his store,
To children or any who pass'd by his door,
To buy him a morsel of bread.

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The Nixes’ Song

© Madison Julius Cawein

Vague, vague 'neath darkling waves,

  With emerald-curving caves