Respect poems

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The Emigrants: Book I

© Charlotte Turner Smith

Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of

Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.

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A Hymn Of Heavenly Beauty

© Edmund Spenser

Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,

Through contemplation of those goodly sights,

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Astrophel and Stella: XXXIII

© Sir Philip Sidney

I might!--unhappy word--O me, I might,

And then would not, or could not, see my bliss;

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Astrophel and Stella

© Sir Philip Sidney


Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes entendeth,
Which now my breast, surcharg'd, to musick lendeth!
To you, to you, all song of praise is due,
Only in you my song begins and endeth.

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In The Depths of Solitude

© Tupac Shakur

i exist in the depths of solitude


pondering my true goal

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Carl Hamblin

© Edgar Lee Masters

The press of the Spoon River Clarion was wrecked,

And I was tarred and feathered,

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The Wolf and the Lamb

© Wright Elizur

That innocence is not a shield, A story teaches, not the longest. The strongest reasons always yield To reasons of the strongest.

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The Backsheesh Sergeant

© Skeyhill Tom

'E's a sneakin' smoogin' blighter, an' 'e'll never make a fighter, Unless it's 'gainst a wounded chap like me;'E's a cringin', crawlin' 'ound, an' a coward, I'll be bound,An' I don't know why 'e crossed the bloomin' sea

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Difference of Color

© Sigourney Lydia Huntley

God gave to Afric's sons A brow of sable dye,And spread the country of their birth Beneath a burning sky,And with a cheek of olive, made The little Hindoo child,And darkly stain'd the forest-tribes That roam our western wild

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Astrophel and Stella: 33

© Sir Philip Sidney

I might, vnhappie word, O me, I might,And then would not, or could not see my blisse:Till now wrapt in a most infernall night,I find how heau'nly day wretch I did misse

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Shakespeare's Sonnets: My tongue-tied muse in manners holds her still

© William Shakespeare

My tongue-tied muse in manners holds her stillWhile comments of your praise, richly compil'd,Reserve their character with golden quillAnd precious phrase by all the muses fil'd

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Shakespeare's Sonnets: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage

© William Shakespeare

Lord of my love, to whom in vassalageThy merit hath my duty strongly knit,To thee I send this written ambassageTo witness duty, not to shew my wit

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Shakespeare's Sonnets: Let me confess that we two must be twain

© William Shakespeare

Let me confess that we two must be twainAlthough our undivided loves are one:So shall those blots that do with me remain,Without thy help, by me be borne alone

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Shakespeare's Sonnets: Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not

© William Shakespeare

Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee notWhen I against my self with thee partake?Do I not think on thee when I forgotAm of my self, all tyrant for thy sake?Who hateth thee that I do call my friend,On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon,Nay if thou lour'st on me do I not spendRevenge upon my self with present moan?What merit do I in my self respectThat is so proud thy service to despise,When all my best doth worship thy defect,Commanded by the motion of thine eyes? But love, hate on, for now I know thy mind; Those that can see thou lov'st, and I am blind

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Shakespeare's Sonnets: Against that time (if ever that time come)

© William Shakespeare

Against that time (if ever that time come)When I shall see thee frown on my defects,When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum,Call'd to that audit by advis'd respects,Against that time when thou shalt strangely passAnd scarcely greet me with that sun, thine eye,When love converted from the thing it wasShall reasons find of settled gravity;Against that time do I ensconce me hereWithin the knowledge of mine own desert,And this my hand against my self uprearTo guard the lawful reasons on thy part; To leave poor me thou hast the strength of laws, Since why to love I can allege no cause

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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