Government poems

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Metamorphoses: Book The Eighth

© Ovid

 The End of the Eighth 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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The Rape Of Lucrece

© William Shakespeare

TO THE
RIGHT HONORABLE HENRY WRIOTHESLY,
Earl of Southampton, and Baron of Tichfield.

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Bagpipe Music

© Louis MacNeice

It's no go the merrygoround, it's no go the rickshaw,
  All we want is a limousine and a ticket for the peepshow.
  Their knickers are made of crepe-de-chine, their shoes are made of python,
  Their halls are lined with tiger rugs and their walls with head of bison.

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Paradise Regain'd : Book IV.

© John Milton

Perplexed and troubled at his bad success
The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply,
Discovered in his fraud, thrown from his hope
So oft, and the persuasive rhetoric

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The Ballad Of The Landlord

© Langston Hughes


Landlord, landlord,
My roof has sprung a leak.
Don't you 'member I told you about it
Way last week?

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Dream Song 19

© John Berryman

Here, whence
all have departed orwill do, here airless, where
that witchy ball
wanted, fought toward, dreamed of, all a green living
drops limply into one's hands
without pleasure or interest

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3rd Chorus Mexico City Blues

© Jack Kerouac

Describe fires in riverbottom

sand, and the cooking;

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Thoughts on Predestination and Reprobation : Part II.

© John Byrom

Pagan - said I - I must retract the word,

For the poor Pagans were not so absurd:

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The Muses Threnodie: Fourth Muse

© Henry Adamson

This time our boat passing too nigh the land,

The whirling stream did make her run on sand;

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Tecumseh To General Harrison

© Charles Mair

TECUMSEH….

Once this mighty continent was ours,

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Wat Tyler - Act III

© Robert Southey

ACT III. 


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Orlando Furioso Canto 20

© Ludovico Ariosto

ARGUMENT

Guido and his from that foul haunt retire,

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Runnamede, A Tragedy. Acts I.-II.

© John Logan

Yet lost to fame is virtue's orient reign;
The patriot lived, the hero died in vain,
Dark night descended o'er the human day,
And wiped the glory of the world away:
Whirled round the gulf, the acts of time were tost,
Then in the vast abyss for ever lost.

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On Australian Hills

© Ada Cambridge

 Oh, to be there to-night!
To see that rose of sunset flame and fade
 On ghostly mountain height,
The soft dusk gathering each leaf and blade
 From the departing light,
Each tree-fern feather of the wildwood glade.

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The Heroic Enthusiasts - Part The First =Fourth Dialogue.=

© Giordano Bruno

CIC. I do not believe that he makes a comparison, nor puts as the same
kind the divine and the human mode of comprehending, which are very
diverse, but as to the subject they are the same.

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Bird With Two Right Wings

© Lawrence Ferlinghetti

And now our government
a bird with two right wings
flies on from zone to zone
while we go on having our little fun & games

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M'Fingal - Canto III

© John Trumbull


By this, M'Fingal with his train
Advanced upon th' adjacent plain,
And full with loyalty possest,
Pour'd forth the zeal, that fired his breast.

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M'Fingal - Canto II

© John Trumbull


"T' evade these crimes of blackest grain
You prate of liberty in vain,
And strive to hide your vile designs
In terms abstruse, like school-divines.

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Respondez!

© Walt Whitman

RESPONDEZ! Respondez!
(The war is completed—the price is paid—the title is settled beyond recall;)
Let every one answer! let those who sleep be waked! let none evade!
Must we still go on with our affectations and sneaking?

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A Boston Ballad, 1854.

© Walt Whitman

TO get betimes in Boston town, I rose this morning early;
Here’s a good place at the corner—I must stand and see the show.

Clear the way there, Jonathan!