Future poems

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A Letter From Peking

© Harriet Monroe

October I5th, 1910.

My friend, dear friend, why should I hear your voice

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The Siege Of Corinth

© George Gordon Byron

XXVII.
Still the old man stood erect,
And Alp's career a moment check'd.
"Yield thee, Minotti; quarter take,
For thine own, thy daughter's sake."

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Alice And Una. A Tale Of Ceim-An-Eich

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

With a sigh for what is fading, but, O Earth! with no upbraiding,
For we feel that time is braiding newer, fresher flowers for thee,
We will speak, despite our grieving, words of loving and believing,
Tales we vowed when we were leaving awful Ceim-an-eich,
Where the sever'd rocks resemble fragments of a frozen sea,
And the wild deer flee!

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Of The Dawn Of Freedom

© James Russell Lowell

Careless seems the great Avenger;

History’s lessons but recorded

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Advance!

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

God bade the sun with golden step sublime,

Advance!

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No Better Land Than This

© Edgar Albert Guest

If I knew a better country in this glorious world today
Where a man's work hours are shorter and he's drawing bigger pay,
If the Briton or the Frenchman had an easier life than mine,
I'd pack my goods this minute and I'd sail across the brine.
But I notice when an alien wants a land of hope and cheer,
And a future for his children, he comes out and settles here.

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Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XLII

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

And so we went our way,--yes, hand in hand,
Like two lost children in some magic wood
Baffled and baffling with enchanter's wand
The various beasts that crossed us and withstood.

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Ode To France

© James Russell Lowell

I

As, flake by flake, the beetling avalanches

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The Mystery Of Pain

© Emily Dickinson

Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.

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Ione

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

I.

AH, yes, 't is sweet still to remember,

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Disappointment

© Ovid

But oh, I suppose she was ugly; she wasn't elegant;
I hadn't yearned for her often in my prayers.
Yet holding her I was limp, and nothing happened at all:
I just lay there, a disgraceful load for her bed.

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Mother And Child

© Robert Laurence Binyon

By old blanched fibres of gaunt ivy bound,
The hollow crag towers under noon's blue height.
Ribbed ledges, lizard--haunted crannies white,
Cushioned with stone--crop and with moss embrowned,

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Metamorphoses: Book The Third

© Ovid

  The End of the Third Book.


 Translated into English verse under the direction of
 Sir Samuel Garth by John Dryden, Alexander Pope, Joseph Addison,
 William Congreve and other eminent hands

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Life From 1835 to 1851

© William Gay

And, now, a vacancy occurs,

For very nearly sixteen years,

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"This dainty instrument, this table—toy"

© Richard Monckton Milnes

This dainty instrument, this table--toy,
Might seem best fitted for the use and joy
Of some high Ladie in old gallant times,
Or gay--learned weaver of Provencal rhymes:

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Ezekiel

© John Greenleaf Whittier

They hear Thee not, O God! nor see;

Beneath Thy rod they mock at Thee;

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A Legend Of Brittany - Part Second

© James Russell Lowell

I

As one who, from the sunshine and the green,

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Trivia ; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London : Book III

© John Gay

Of Walking the Streets by Night.

O Trivia, goddess, leave these low abodes,

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Rural Elegance, An Ode to the Late Duchess of Somerset

© William Shenstone

While orient skies restore the day,
And dew-drops catch the lucid ray;
Amid the sprightly scenes of morn
Will aught the Muse inspire?
Oh! peace to yonder clamorous horn
That drowns the sacred lyre!

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The Courtship Of Young John

© Alice Guerin Crist

But he little knew what a treasure he’d won.
What a wonderful life had just begun;
And how bright the sunshine that lay upon
The future pathway of ‘that young John’.