Courage poems

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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XXVIII

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

IN ANSWER TO A QUESTION
Why should I hate you, love, or why despise
For that last proof of tenderness you gave?
The battle is not always to the brave,

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Ascension

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

I have been down in the darkest water-

Deep, deep down where no light could pierce;

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An heroic address to [Oxford], concerning the combined utility and dignity of military affairs and o

© Gabriel Harvey

In thy breast is noble blood, Courage animates thy brow, Mars lives in thy tongue,
Minerva strengthen thy right hand, Bellona reigns in thy body, within thee burns the fire of Mars.
Thine eyes flash fire, thy countenance shakes a spear;
who would not swear that Achilles had come to life again?

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The Sixth Olympic Ode Of Pindar

© Henry James Pye

A sudden thought I raptur'd feel,
Which, as the whetstone points the steel,
Brightens my sense, and bids me warbling raise
To the soft-breathing flute, the kindred notes of praise.

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Jerusalem Delivered - Book 02 - part 02

© Torquato Tasso

XI

But when the angry king discovered not

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The Wife Of Asdrubal

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Bright in her hand the lifted dagger gleams,
Swift from her children's hearts the life-blood streams;
With frantic laugh she clasps them to the breast
Whose woes and passions soon shall be at rest;
Lifts one appealing, frenzied glance on high,
Then deep 'midst rolling flames is lost to mortal eye.

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The Task: Book III. -- The Garden

© William Cowper

As one who, long in thickets and in brakes

Entangled, winds now this way and now that

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"Today is rebels' day. And yet we work—"

© Lesbia Harford

Today is rebels' day. And yet we work—
All of us rebels, until day is done.
And when the stars come out we celebrate
A revolution that's not yet begun.

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The Statue Of The Dying Gladiator

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Oh! fire of soul! by servitude disgrac'd,
Perverted courage! energy debas'd!
Lost Rome! thy slave, expiring in the dust,
Tow'rs far above Patrician rank, august!
While that proud rank, insatiate, could survey
Pageants that stain'd with blood each festal day!

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Peter Colbiornsen

© Knud Lyne Rahbek

'Fore Fredereksteen King Carl he lay

With mighty host ;

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A Woman’s Sonnets: IV

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Should ever the day come when this drear world
Shall read the secret which so close I hold,
Should taunts and jeers at my bowed head be hurled,
And all my love and all my shame be told,

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Jerusalem Delivered - Book 05 - part 02

© Torquato Tasso

XVII

This barbarous prince, who only vainly

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Vida's Game Of Chess

© Oliver Goldsmith

TRANSLATED

ARMIES of box that sportively engage

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Across The Lines

© Ethel Lynn Eliot Beers

Then the head her heart had pillowed,
Drooping laid it down to rest,
As calm as when in baby slumber
Its locks were cradled on her breast.

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The Lord of the Isles: Canto VI.

© Sir Walter Scott

I.

O who, that shared them, ever shall forget

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Marmion: Canto VI. - The Battle

© Sir Walter Scott

I.

While great events were on the gale,

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The Kalevala - Rune XIII

© Elias Lönnrot

LEMMINIKAINEN'S SECOND WOOING.


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A Lullaby

© George Gascoigne

SING lullaby, as women do,

  Wherewith they bring their babes to rest;

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Reynard The Fox - Part 2

© John Masefield

Down in the village men awoke,
The chimneys breathed with a faint blue smoke;
The fox slept on, though tweaks and twitches,
Due to his dreams, ran down his flitches.

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Ainsi, Lorsque Souvent

© André Marie de Chénier

Ainsi, lorsque souvent le gouvernail agile

  De Douvre ou de Tanger fend la route mobile,