Smile poems

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A Pastoral Ballad, Absence

© William Shenstone

Ye shepherds so cheerful and gay, Whose flocks never carelessly roam;Should Corydon's happen to stray, Oh! call the poor wanderers home

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The Girt Woak Tree

© William Barnes

The girt woak tree that's in the dell !

There's noo tree I do love so well;

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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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Marmion: Canto 5

© Sir Walter Scott

O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west,Through all the wide Border his steed was the best;And save his good broadsword, he weapons had none,He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone

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The Mirror for Magistrates: The Induction

© Thomas Sackville

The wrathful winter, 'proaching on apace,With blustering blasts had all ybar'd the treen,And old Saturnus, with his frosty face,With chilling cold had pierc'd the tender green;The mantles rent, wherein enwrapped been The gladsome groves that now lay overthrown, The tapets torn, and every bloom down blown

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There is Nothing Like a Dame—

© Rowley Rosemarie

There may be nothing like me, but I assure youthe world would have gone to hell but for organised sex-if boys and girls were left to nature's provenance,a person like me would be nowhere at all.

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Queen of Hearts

© Rowley Rosemarie

Hers, from childhood the bitter pain of tearsDreamed a peep-shy wedding to a PrinceHer one longing to be cherished through the yearsBy a lover, husband, brother: not since

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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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Rememberance

© Maya Angelou

Your hands easy


weight, teasing the bees

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A Twinkle in Her Eyes

© Majeed Amjad

Who can say


Why her eyes,

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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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Cool Pastoral on Bloor Street

© Reibetanz John

I. Consider the tragic fortitude of mannikins, the courage it takes under casual poses to do nothing interminably each day.

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Pack up your Troubles in your Old Kit-bag

© Powell George Henry

Private Perks is a funny little codger With a smile, a funny smile

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Chance Meetings

© Conrad Aiken

In the mazes of loitering people, the watchful and furtive,
The shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves,
In the drowse of the sunlight, among the low voices,
I suddenly face you,

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Transfigured

© Piatt Sarah Morgan Bryan

Almost afraid they led her in: (A dwarf more piteous none could find);Withered as some weird leaf, and thin, The woman was .- and wan and blind.

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The Black Princess

© Piatt Sarah Morgan Bryan

I knew a Princess: she was old, Crisp-haired, flat-featured, with a lookSuch as no dainty pen of gold Would write of in a fairy book.

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Cyder

© Philips John

-- -- Honos erit huic quoq; Pomo? Virg.