Happy poems

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V. The Soldier

© Rupert Brooke

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 131

© Alfred Tennyson

O living will that shalt endure When all that seems shall suffer shock, Rise in the spiritual rock,Flow thro' our deeds and make them pure,

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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII [all 133 poems]

© Alfred Tennyson

[Preface] Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace,Believing where we cannot prove;

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© Alfred Tennyson

There lies a vale in Ida, lovelierThan all the valleys of Ionian hills

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Death of the Eagle

© Taylor Edward Robeson

Although beyond the eternal snows, aspiresThe vast-winged eagle still to loftier air,That nearer to the sun in blue more clearHe may renew his eyeball's splendid ires.

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T?rnfallet

© Joseph Brodsky

There is a meadow in Sweden
where I lie smitten,
eyes stained with clouds'
white ins and outs.

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Every man has his sorrows

© Arthur Symons

Every man has his sorrows; yet each stillHides under a calm forehead his own will

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Atalanta in Calydon: A Tragedy (complete text)

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

Tous zontas eu dran. katthanon de pas anerGe kai skia. to meden eis ouden repei

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On Stephen Duck, the Thresher and Favourite Poet

© Jonathan Swift

The Thresher Duck, could o'er the Q {-}{-}{-}{-}{-}{-} prevail,The Proverb says; No Fence against a Flayl

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Of the Death of Sir T. W. The Elder

© Henry Howard

Wyatt resteth here, that quick could never rest;Whose heavenly gifts increased by disdain,And virtue sank the deeper in his breast;Such profit he by envy could obtain.

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Nameless Pain

© Stoddard Elizabeth

I should be happy with my lot:A wife and mother -- is it notEnough for me to be content?What other blessing could be sent?

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In a Train

© Robert Bly

There has been a light snow.
Dark car tracks move in out of the darkness.
I stare at the train window marked with soft dust.
I have awakened at Missoula Montana utterly happy.

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The Faerie Queene, Book VI, Canto 10

© Edmund Spenser

THE SIXTE BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENEContayningTHE LEGEND OF S. CALIDOREOR OF COURTESIE

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The Faerie Queene, Book III, Canto 6

© Edmund Spenser

THE THIRD BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENEContayningTHE LEGENDE OF BRITOMARTISOR OF CHASTITIE