Faith poems

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Verses on Sir Joshua Reynold's Painted Window at New College, Oxford

© Thomas Warton

Reynolds, 'tis thine, from the broad window's height,
To add new lustre to religious light:
Not of its pomp to strip this ancient shrine,
But bid that pomp with purer radiance shine:
With arts unknown before, to reconcile
The willing Graces to the Gothic pile.

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The Emigrants: Book I

© Charlotte Turner Smith

Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of

Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.

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To Virgil, Written at the Request of the Mantuans for the N

© Alfred Tennyson

Poet of the happy Tityrus
piping underneath his beechen bowers;
Poet of the poet-satyr
whom the laughing shepherd bound with flowers;

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: The Prelude

© Alfred Tennyson

Thou seemest human and divine,
The highest, holiest manhood, thou.
Our wills are ours, we know not how,
Our wills are ours, to make them thine.

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 95. By night we linger'd on the lawn

© Alfred Tennyson

While now we sang old songs that peal'd
From knoll to knoll, where, couch'd at ease,
The white kine glimmer'd, and the trees
Laid their dark arms about the field.

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 82. I wage not any feud with death

© Alfred Tennyson

For this alone on Death I wreak
The wrath that garners in my heart;
He put our lives so far apart
We cannot hear each other speak.

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 55. The wish, that of the living whol

© Alfred Tennyson

I falter where I firmly trod,
And falling with my weight of cares
Upon the great world's altar-stairs
That slope thro' darkness up to God,

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O living will that shalt endure

© Alfred Tennyson

O true and tried, so well and long,
Demand not thou a marriage lay;
In that it is thy marriage day
Is music more than any song.

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 126. Love is and was my Lord and King

© Alfred Tennyson

Love is and was my Lord and King,

And in his presence I attend

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A Hymn Of Heavenly Beauty

© Edmund Spenser

Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,

Through contemplation of those goodly sights,

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God's Judgment on a Wicked Bishop

© Robert Southey

The summer and autumn had been so wet,
That in winter the corn was growing yet,
'Twas a piteous sight to see all around
The grain lie rotting on the ground.

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Astrophel and Stella

© Sir Philip Sidney


Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes entendeth,
Which now my breast, surcharg'd, to musick lendeth!
To you, to you, all song of praise is due,
Only in you my song begins and endeth.

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The Recollection

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

NOW the last day of many days,


All beautiful and bright as thou,

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Orion

© Adrienne Rich

Far back when I went zig-zagging
through tamarack pastures
you were my genius, you
my cast-iron Viking, my helmed
lion-heart king in prison.
Years later now you're young

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Death and Fame

© Allen Ginsberg

When I die

I don't care what happens to my body

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400. Song-Lovely young Jessie

© Robert Burns

TRUE hearted was he, the sad swain o’ the Yarrow,

And fair are the maids on the banks of the Ayr;

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397. Song-Wandering Willie (Revised Version)

© Robert Burns

HERE awa, there awa, wandering Willie,

Here awa, there awa, haud awa hame;

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396. Song-Wandering Willie

© Robert Burns

HERE awa, there awa, wandering Willie,

Now tired with wandering, haud awa hame;

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340. Song-Thou Fair Eliza

© Robert Burns

TURN again, thou fair Eliza!

Ae kind blink before we part;

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337. Song-Fragment-Altho’ he has left me

© Robert Burns

ALTHO’ he has left me for greed o’ the siller,
I dinna envy him the gains he can win;
I rather wad bear a’ the lade o’ my sorrow,
Than ever hae acted sae faithless to him.