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My Father's Chair

© Rudyard Kipling

There are four good legs to my Father's Chair-
Priests and People and Lords and Crown.
I sits on all of 'em fair and square,
And that is reason it don't break down.

Meditation

© Wang Wei

Thin cloud. Light rain.
Far cell. Closed to noon.
Sit. Look. Green moss
Becomes one with your clothes.

Matrimony

© John Keble

There is an awe in mortals' joy,

A deep mysterious fear

Mortality

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

Ashes to ashes, dust unto dust,

What of his loving, what of his lust?

My Happiest Dream

© Victor Marie Hugo

I love to look, as evening fails,

On vestals streaming in their veils,

Memory's Mansion

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

In Memory's Mansion are wonderful rooms,

And I wander about them at will;

Man In Black

© Sylvia Plath

Where the three magenta
Breakwaters take the shove
And suck of the grey sea

Marmion: Canto VI. - The Battle

© Sir Walter Scott

I.

While great events were on the gale,

Memories

© Madison Julius Cawein

Here where LOVE lies perishèd,

Look not in upon the dead;

Music

© Boris Pasternak

The block of flats loomed towerlike.
Two sweating athletes, human telpher,
Were carrying up narrow stairs,
As though a bell onto a belfry,

My Greatest Need is You

© Rabia al Basri

Your hope in my heart is the rarest treasure

Your Name on my tongue is the sweetest word

The citron groves their fruit and flowers were strewing
Around a Moorish palace, while the sigh
Of low sweet summer-winds, the branches wooing,
With music through their shadowy bowers went by;
Music and voices, from the marble halls,
Through the leaves gleaming, and the fountain-falls.

Myself My Song.

© Arthur Henry Adams

HERE, aloof, I take my stand
Alien, iconoclast
Poet of a newer land,
Confident, aggressive, lonely,

Maude.

© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

A BALLAD OF THE OLDEN TIME.
Around the castle turrets fiercely moaned the autumn blast,
And within the old lords daughter seemed dying, dying fast;
While oer her couch in frenzied grief the stricken father bent,
And in deep sobs and stifled moans his anguish wild found vent.

Mount Erebus: (A Fragment)

A MIGHTY theatre of snow and fire,

Girt with perpetual Winter, and sublime

Mediterranean Verses

I
The desert sand at day's swift flight
Drank of the dew--cold vivid night
Where Nile flows as he flowed
When first men reaped and sowed

My Savior, On The Word Of Truth

My Savior, on the word of truth

In earnest hope I live;

Mountains Seen From The Kozlov Steppes

The Pilgrim
Those heights! Did Allah thrust so sheer a sea of ice?
Or throne of frosted mist for angesl cast?
Sprites of a quartered continent make walls
To claim for East the caravan of stars?