Courage poems

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The Cenci : A Tragedy In Five Acts

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

Scene I.
-An Apartment in the Cenci Palace.
Enter Count Cenci, and Cardinal Camillo.

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Shadows on the Floor

© Henry Clay Work

Out of employ! out of employ!
Distress in the cottage where once there was joy;
How frightful the shadows that fall on the floor
When Want and Starvation appear at the door!

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In The Harbour: The Children's Crusade

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

O the simple, child-like trust!
O the faith that could believe
What the harnessed, iron-mailed
Knights of Christendom had failed,
By their prowess, to achieve,
They, the children, could and must!

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On Her Lightheartedness

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

I WOULD I had thy courage, dear, to face 
This bankruptcy of love, and greet despair 
With smiling eyes and unconcerned embrace, 
And these few words of banter at “dull care.” 

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Tale XVII

© George Crabbe

RESENTMENT.

Females there are of unsuspicious mind,

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The Healers

© Robert Laurence Binyon

In a vision of the night I saw them,
In the battles of the night.
'Mid the roar and the reeling shadows of blood
They were moving like light,

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Fireflies

© Bliss William Carman

THE fireflies across the dusk
Are flashing signals through the gloom—
Courageous messengers of light
That dare immensities of doom.

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Rokeby: Canto V.

© Sir Walter Scott

  "Summer eve is gone and past,
  Summer dew is falling fast;
  I have wander'd all the day,
  Do not bid me farther stray!
  Gentle hearts, of gentle kin,
  Take the wandering harper in."

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A Ioyfull medytacyon to all Englonde of the coronacyon of our moost naturall souerayne lorde kynge H

© Stephen Hawes

The prologue
The prudent problems/& the noble werkes
Of the gentyll poetes in olde antyquyte
Unto this day hath made famous clerkes

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Stella's Birthday, March 13, 1726

© Jonathan Swift

This day, whate'er the Fates decree,

Shall still be kept with joy by me;

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Sonnet

© Samuel Daniel

And yet I cannot reprehend the flight

Or blame th' attempt presuming so to soar;

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A Pat On The Back

© Edgar Albert Guest

A PAT on the back is a wonderful thing,

It gives a man courage to whistle and sing;

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He Earned His Way

© Edgar Albert Guest

rose unto the bights of fame

And with the great men stood,

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Beauty

© Anacreon

HORNS to bulls wise Nature lends;

Horses she with hoofs defends;

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Gotham - Book I

© Charles Churchill

Far off (no matter whether east or west,

A real country, or one made in jest,

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Jerusalem Delivered - Book 01 - part 03

© Torquato Tasso

XXVI

"Turks, Persians conquered, Antiochia won,

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Going Into Breeches

© Charles Lamb

Joy to Philip, he this day

Has his long coats cast away,

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Solomon on the Vanity of the World, A Poem. In Three Books. - Power. Book III.

© Matthew Prior

Come then, my soul: I call thee by that name,
Thou busy thing, from whence I know I am;
For, knowing that I am, I know thou art,
Since that must needs exist which can impart:
But how thou camest to be, or whence thy spring,
For various of thee priests and poets sing.

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So Easy

© Edgar Albert Guest

So easy to say what another should do,

So easy to settle his cares,

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The Stealing Of The Mare - VI

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Said the Narrator:
And when the Emir Abu Zeyd had departed with the mare, and had taken his leave of the Princess Alia, and had passed into the outer pastures, then remained the Princess a long while weeping at his going, and in doubt how she should meet her people, and in fear of what might come to her through the stealing of the mare. And she returned to her tent, and threw herself upon her bed, weeping with both eyes. This for her. But as to the Emir Abu Zeyd, he too fell adoubting as he rode; and he said, ``If I go back now to the Arabs, mine own people, and to my business, nor take thought of Alia, it will certainly happen that our doings will be made known, and her father will slay her; and, on the other hand, if I should return to her, it will be a matter of long duration, and I shall be a great while withheld from my people and my affairs. Now, therefore, it were better I should go see that which is happening among them.'' And he stopped at a fountain of water, and he drank of it, and he gave his mare to drink. And he sat him down to think over all his plan, and he remembered the day of judgment, and the oath that he had taken to Alia that he would return to her before going to his own people. And this is what happened in the case of the Emir Abu Zeyd.
And at this point the Narrator began once more to sing, and it was in the following verses: