Learning poems

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Imagination

© Gamaliel Bradford

Imagination plays me most intolerable tricks.
To enumerate them all would be unbearably prolix.
Just a trifle bids them gather and a trifle bids them go.
And they tease me and torment me more than anyone can know.

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When Winter Comes

© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

RAIN at Muchalat, rain at Sooke,

And rain, they say, from Yale to Skeena,

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A Pastoral Between Thirsis And Corydon, Upon The Death Of Damon, By Whom Is Meant Mr. W. Riddell

© James Thomson

Thir.
Say, tell me true, what is the doleful cause
That Corydon is not the man he was?
Your cheerful presence used to lighten cares,

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The World In The Heart

© Jane Taylor

  The charms of mental converse some may fear,
Who scruple not to lend a ready ear
To kitchen tales, of scandal, strife, and love,
Which make the maid and mistress hand and glove ;
And ever deem the sin and danger less,
Merely for being in a vulgar dress.

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The Borough. Letter VIII: Trades

© George Crabbe

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'Tis small:  we boast not these rich subjects here,
Who hazard thrice ten thousand pounds a-year;
We've no huge buildings, where incessant noise
Is made by springs and spindles, girls and boys;
Where, 'mid such thundering sounds, the maiden's

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All Saints

© Edith Wharton

All so grave and shining see they come
From the blissful ranks of the forgiven,
Though so distant wheels the nearest crystal dome,
And the spheres are seven.

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Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. - Canto III.

© Matthew Prior

Ideas, farms, and intellects,
Have furnish'd out three different sects.
Substance or accident divides
All Europe into adverse sides.

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Spirit Of The Everlasting Boy

© Henry Van Dyke

ODE FOR THE HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARY OF LAWRENCEVILLE SCHOOL

June 11, 1910

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Drury-lane Prologue Spoken by Mr. Garrick

© Samuel Johnson

When Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes

  First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakespear rose;

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Ars Longa

© Adam Lindsay Gordon

Ars Longa

[A Song of Pilgrimage]

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The Sister's Expostulation On The Brother's Learning Latin

© Charles Lamb

Shut these odious books up, brother;

They have made you quite another

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A Poem On The Last Day - Book II

© Edward Young

Now man awakes, and from his silent bed,
Where he has slept for ages, lifts his head;
Shakes off the slumber of ten thousand years,
And on the borders of new worlds appears.
Whate'er the bold, the rash adventure cost,
In wide Eternity I dare be lost.

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The Ghost - Book IV

© Charles Churchill

Coxcombs, who vainly make pretence

To something of exalted sense

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Poem Read At The Dinner Given To The Author By The Medical Profession Of The City Of New York, April

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

Good was the dinner, better was the talk;
Some whispered, devious was the homeward walk;
The story came from some reporting spy,
They lie, those fellows, oh, how they do lie!
Not ours those foot-tracks in the new-fallen snow,
Poets and sages never zigzagged so!

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On the Prospect of Peace

© Thomas Tickell

To the Lord Privy Seal

Contending kings, and fields of death, too long

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An Epitaph on the Death of Nicholas Grimald

© Barnabe Googe

A thousand doltish geese we might have spared,
A thousand witless heads death might have found,
A taken them for whom no man had cared,
And laid them low in deep oblivious ground:
But fortune favors fool, as old men say,
And lets them live, and takes the wise away.

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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto III.

© George Gordon Byron

I.

Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child!

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Trivia; or the Art of Walking the Streets of London: Book I.

© John Gay

Of the Implements for Walking the Streets,

and Signs of the Weather.

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To The Lord Falkland

© Abraham Cowley

FOR HIS SAFE RETURN FROM THE NORTHERN

EXPEDITION AGAINST THE SCOTS.

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At School-Close

© John Greenleaf Whittier

The end has come, as come it must
To all things; in these sweet June days
The teacher and the scholar trust
Their parting feet to separate ways.