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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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Two de Chiricos

© Mark Strand

for Harry Ford

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Mors Benefica

© Stedman Edmund Clarence

Give me to die unwitting of the day, And stricken in Life's brave heat, with senses clear: Not swathed and couched until the lines appearOf Death's wan mask upon this withering clay,But as that old man eloquent made way From Earth, a nation's conclave hushed anear; Or as the chief whose fates, that he may hearThe victory, one glorious moment stay

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The Girl from Zlot

© Stallworthy Jon

Four gray walls, and four gray towers Overlook a space of flowers,And the silent isle embowers The Lady of Shalott.

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The Archer

© Arthur James Marshall Smith

Bend back thy bow, O Archer, till the stringIs level with thine ear, thy body taut,Its nature art, thyself thy statue wroughtOf marble blood, thy weapon the poised wingOf coiled and aquiline Fate

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Shakespeare's Sonnets: When I consider every thing that grows

© William Shakespeare

When I consider every thing that growsHolds in perfection but a little moment,That this huge stage presenteth nought but showsWhereon the stars in secret influence comment;When I perceive that men as plants increase,Cheered and check't even by the self-same sky,Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,And wear their brave state out of memory

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Hamlet (excerpts): To be or not to be, that is the question

© William Shakespeare

To be or not to be, that is the question:Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous Fortune,Or to take arms against a sea of troublesAnd by opposing end them

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Marmion: Canto 6

© Sir Walter Scott

Next morn the Baron climb'd the tower,To view afar the Scottish power, Encamp'd on Flodden edge:The white pavilions made a show,Like remnants of the winter snow, Along the dusky ridge

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Rugby Chapel

© Matthew Arnold

Coldly, sadly descends

The autumn-evening. The field

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Buried Life, The

© Matthew Arnold

Ah! well for us, if even we,
Even for a moment, can get free
Our heart, and have our lips unchain'd;
For that which seals them hath been deep-ordain'd!

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Flight into Reality

© Rowley Rosemarie

Dedicated to the memory of my best friend Georgina, (1942-74)and to her husband Alex Burns and their childrenNulles laides amours ne belles prison -Lord Herbert of Cherbury

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The House of Life: The Sonnet

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

A Sonnet is a moment's monument, Memorial from the Soul's eternity To one dead deathless hour

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A Twinkle in Her Eyes

© Majeed Amjad

Who can say


Why her eyes,

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The Iceberg

© Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts

I was spawned from the glacier,A thousand miles due northBeyond Cape Chidley;And the spawning,When my vast, wallowing bulk went under,Emerged and heaved aloft,Shaking down cataracts from its rocking sides,With mountainous surge and thunderOutraged the silence of the Arctic sea

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White Flock

© Anna Akhmatova

Copyright Anna Akhmatova
Copyright English translation by Ilya Shambat (ilya_shambat@yahoo.com)
Origin: http://www.geocities.com/ilya_shambat/akhmatova.html

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A Chest of Angels

© Reibetanz John

'I have always felt that desolation,that hell itself, is most powerfully expressedin an uninhabited natural landscapeat its bleakest.' - Anthony Hecht

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Good-bye Hello in the East Village 1993

© Peacock Molly

Three tables down from Allen Ginsberg we sitin JJ's Russian Restaurant

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A Favor of Love

© Peacock Molly

"Thank you for making this sacrifice," I say to my husband as I run to Kim's market