Learning poems

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Reynard the Fox - Part 1

© John Masefield

Poor Polly's dying struck him queer,
He was a darkened man thereafter,
Cowed, silent, he would wince at laughter
And be so gentle it was strange
Even to see. Life loves to change.

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The Candidate

© George Crabbe

A POETICAL EPISTLE TO THE AUTHORS OF THE MONTHLY

REVIEW.

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Wide Lies Australia

© Henry Lawson

Wide lies Australia! The seas that surround her
Flow for her unity – all states in one.
Never has Custom nor Tyranny bound her –
Never was conquest so peacefully won.

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The Old Bark School

© Henry Lawson

It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes
Where each leak in rainy weather made a pool;
And the walls were mostly cracks lined with calico and sacks –
There was little need for windows in the school.

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Here Died

© Henry Lawson

There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home,
For he hears a voice in the future call, and he trains for the war to come;
A serious light in his eyes is seen as he comes from the schoolhouse gate;
He keeps his kit and his rifle clean, and he sees that his back is straight.

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On The World

© Jonathan Swift

WITH a whirl of thoughts oppress’d, 

I sunk from reverie to rest. 

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Sonnet XVIII: To This Our World

© Michael Drayton

To the Celestial NumbersTo this our world, to Learning, and to Heav'n,
Three Nines there are, to every one a Nine,
One number of the Earth, the other both divine;
One woman now makes three odd numbers ev'n.

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The Rape of the Trap. A Ballad

© William Shenstone

'Twas in a land of learning,
The Muse's favourite city,
Such pranks of late
Were play'd by a rat,
As-tempt one to be witty.

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The First Anniversary Of The Government Under O.C.

© Andrew Marvell

Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze,
Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise;
So Man, declining alwayes, disappears.
In the Weak Circles of increasing Years;

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The Child Of The Islands - Winter

© Caroline Norton

I.
ERE the Night cometh! On how many graves
Rests, at this hour, their first cold winter's snow!
Wild o'er the earth the sleety tempest raves;

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First Anniversary

© Andrew Marvell

Like the vain curlings of the watery maze,
Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise,
So Man, declining always, disappears
In the weak circles of increasing years;
And his short tumults of themselves compose,
While flowing Time above his head does close.

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Dark August

© Derek Walcott

So much rain, so much life like the swollen sky
of this black August. My sister, the sun,
broods in her yellow room and won't come out.

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The New School

© Joyce Kilmer

(For My Mother)The halls that were loud with the merry tread of
young and careless feet
Are still with a stillness that is too drear to seem like holiday,
And never a gust of laughter breaks the calm of the dreaming street

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The Butterfly

© Ann Taylor

THE Butterfly, an idle thing,
Nor honey makes, nor yet can sing,
As do the bee and bird;
Nor does it, like the prudent ant,
Lay up the grain for times of want,
A wise and cautious hoard.

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The Search After Happiness. A Pastoral Drama

© Hannah More

"To rear the tender thought,
To teach the young idea how to shoot,
To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind,
To breathe th' enlivening spirit, and to fix
The generous purpose in the female breast." ~Thomson.

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The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam 1 - 250 (Whinfield Translation)

© Omar Khayyám

At dawn a cry through all the tavern shrilled,
"Arise, my brethren of the revelers' guild,
That I may fill our measure full of wine,
Or e'er the measure of our days be filled."

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Tulips

© Sylvia Plath

The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here.

Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in

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A Tale of the Miser and the Poet

© Anne Kingsmill Finch

No–quoth the Man of broken Slumbers:
Yet we have Patrons for our Numbers;
There are Mecænas's among 'em.

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The Human Tragedy ACT III

© Alfred Austin

Personages:
  Godfrid-
  Gilbert-
  Miriam-
  Olympia.

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Of the four Humours in Mans Constitution.

© Anne Bradstreet

The former four now ending their discourse,

Ceasing to vaunt their good, or threat their force.