God poems

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Triolets

© Sara Teasdale

Before a lonely shrine
Of foam-born Aphrodite,
Ungarlanded of vine,
Undyed by dripping wine,

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The Greek At Constantinople

© Richard Monckton Milnes

The cypresses of Scutari
In stern magnificence look down
On the bright lake and stream of sea,
And glittering theatre of town:

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An Anemone

© Madison Julius Cawein

"Teach me the wisdom of thy beauty, pray,
  That, being thus wise, I may aspire to see
  What beauty is, whence, why, and in what way
  Immortal, yet how mortal utterly:
  For, shrinking loveliness, thy brow of day
  Pleads plaintive as a prayer, anemone.

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Aurora Leigh: Book Three

© Elizabeth Barrett Browning

"To-day thou girdest up thy loins thyself
And goest where thou wouldest: presently
Others shall gird thee," said the Lord, "to go
Where thou wouldst not." He spoke to Peter thus,
To signify the death which he should die
When crucified head downward.

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The Voice And Pen

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

Oh! the orator's voice is a mighty power,
As it echoes from shore to shore,
And the fearless pen has more sway o'er men
Than the murderous cannon's roar!

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Poet

© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev

I heard from the garden a woman singing,

But I …  I gazed at the moon.

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Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. Prelude; The Wayside Inn

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

One Autumn night, in Sudbury town,
Across the meadows bare and brown,
The windows of the wayside inn
Gleamed red with fire-light through the leaves
Of woodbine, hanging from the eaves
Their crimson curtains rent and thin.

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The Golden Legend: IV. The Road To Hirschau

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  _Elsie._ Onward and onward the highway runs
  to the distant city, impatiently bearing
Tidings of human joy and disaster, of love and of
  hate, of doing and daring!

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Of The Nature Of Things: Book II - Part 02 - Atomic Motions

© Lucretius

Now come: I will untangle for thy steps

Now by what motions the begetting bodies

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Don Juan: Canto The Fourth

© George Gordon Byron

Nothing so difficult as a beginning

In poesy, unless perhaps the end;

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Chione

© Archibald Lampman

Scarcely a breath about the rocky stair

Moved, but the growing tide from verge to verge,

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Gifts

© Emma Lazarus

"O World-God, give me Wealth!" the Egyptian cried.

His prayer was granted. High as heaven, behold

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Karbala Part II

© Mir Babar Ali Anees

Jheelon se chaar paaye na uthte thay taaba shaam
Maskan mein machliyoon ke samandar ka tha maqaam
Aahu jo kahile thay tou cheetey siyaah faam
Patthar bhi sab pigal gaye thay misl e moum khaam
Surkhi udhi thi phoolon se sabzi gayaah se
Pani kuwein mein utra tha saaye ki chaah se

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The Meeting

© John Greenleaf Whittier

The elder folks shook hands at last,

Down seat by seat the signal passed.

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Of The Nature Of Things: Book V - Part 01 - Proem

© Lucretius

O who can build with puissant breast a song

Worthy the majesty of these great finds?

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The Memorial

© Alexander Pushkin

Beyond compare the monument I have erected,
And to this spirit column well-worn the people's path,--
Its head defiant will out-soar that famous pillar
  The Emperor Alexander hath!

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An English Ballad, On The Taking Of Namur, By The King Of Great Britain

© Matthew Prior

Dulce est desipere in loco.

Some Folks are drunk, yet do not know it:

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Fragments Of An Unfinished Poem

© James Russell Lowell

I am a man of forty, sirs, a native of East Haddam,

And have some reason to surmise that I descend from Adam;

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Ogrin The Hermit

© Edith Wharton

Ogrin the Hermit in old age set forth
This tale to them that sought him in the extreme
Ancient grey wood where he and silence housed:

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Verses:Intended To Go With A Posset Dish To My Dear Little Goddaughter

© James Russell Lowell

In good old times, which means, you know,

The time men wasted long ago,