Great poems

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Math and Science

© Jack-Mellender

MATH & SCIENCE POEMS


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The Medical Phials

© Jack-Mellender

THE MEDICAL PHIALS


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Prayers To Lord Murugan

© A. K. Ramanujan



Lord of new arrivals
lovers and rivals:

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To a Gentleman and Lady on the Death of the Lady's Brother and Sister

© Phillis Wheatley

But, Madam, let your grief be laid aside,
And let the fountain of your tears be dry'd,
In vain they flow to wet the dusty plain,
Your sighs are wafted to the skies in vain,
Your pains they witness, but they can no more,
While Death reigns tyrant o'er this mortal shore.

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Ii. Legend

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

THERE lived in the desert a holy man

To whom a goat-footed Faun one day

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The Emigrants: Book II

© Charlotte Turner Smith

Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to the North of the Weald of Sussex. Time, an Afternoon in April, 1793.


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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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Song of the Lotos-Eaters

© Alfred Tennyson

THERE is sweet music here that softer falls


Than petals from blown roses on the grass,

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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.: 121. Sad Hesper o'er the buried sun

© Alfred Tennyson

The market boat is on the stream,
And voices hail it from the brink;
Thou hear'st the village hammer clink,
And see'st the moving of the team.

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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 11. Calm is the morn without a sound

© Alfred Tennyson

Calm and deep peace in this wide air,
These leaves that redden to the fall;
And in my heart, if calm at all,
If any calm, a calm despair:

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Idylls of the King: The Marriage of Geraint

© Alfred Tennyson

Turn, turn thy wheel above the staring crowd;
Thy wheel and thou are shadows in the cloud;
Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate.

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Alfred Lord Tennyson - The Coming Of Arthur

© Alfred Tennyson

Leodogran, the King of Cameliard,
Had one fair daughter, and none other child;
And she was the fairest of all flesh on earth,
Guinevere, and in her his one delight.

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Success Comes To Cow Creek

© James Tate

I sit on the tracks,

a hundred feet from

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My Great Great Etc. Uncle Patrick Henry

© James Tate

There's a fortune to be made in just about everything

in this country, somebody's father had to invent

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Like A Scarf

© James Tate

The directions to the lunatic asylum were confusing,

more likely they were the random associations

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Happy As The Day Is Long

© James Tate

I take the long walk up the staircase to my secret room.

Today's big news: they found Amelia Earhart's shoe, size 9.

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Dream On

© James Tate

Some people go their whole lives

without ever writing a single poem.

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So What

© Ruth Stone

For me the great truths are laced with hysteria.
How many Einsteins can we tolerate?
I leap into the uncertainty principle.
After so many smears, you want to wash it off with a laugh.
Ha ha, you say. So what if it's a meltdown?
Last lines to poems I will write immediately.