Trust poems
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The Grave
© Jean Blewett
O the grave is a quiet place, my dear, So still and so quiet by night and by day,Reached by no sound either joyous or drear, But keeping its silence alway, alway.
When the Ice Worms Nest Again
© Anonymous
There's a trusty husky maiden in the ArcticAnd she waits for me but it is not in vainFor some day I'll put my mukluks on and ask herIf she'll wed me when ice worms nest againIn the land of pale blue snow where it's ninety-nine belowAnd the polar bears are roaming o'er the plainIn the shadow of the Pole I will clasp her to my soulWe'll be married when the ice worms nest again
Waly, Waly
© Anonymous
O Waly, waly, up the bank, O wary, waly, doun the brae,And waly, waly, yon burn-side, Where I and my love wer wont to gae!I lean'd my back unto an aik, I thocht it was a trustie tree,But first it bow'd and syne it brak',-- Sae my true love did lichtlie me
O Judge Me, Lord, for Thou art Just
© Adams John Quincy
O judge me, Lord, for thou art just; Thy statutes are my pride;In thee alone I put my trust; I therefore shall not slide:O prove me, try my reins and heart; Thy mercies, Lord, I know;I never took the scorner's part, Nor with the vain will go
A Psalm of Freudian Life
© Franklin Pierce Adams
Tell me not in mormonful numbers "Life is but an empty dream!"To a student of the slumbers Things are never what they seem.
Love Elegy, to Henry
© Amelia Opie
Then thou hast learnt the secret of my soul,
Officious Friendship has its trust betrayed;
No more I need the bursting sigh control,
Nor summon pride my struggling soul to aid.
Sir Roland
© Andrew Lang
Whan he cam to his ain luve's bouir
He tirled at the pin,
And sae ready was his fair fause luve
To rise and let him in.
To William Lloyd Garrison
© John Greenleaf Whittier
CHAMPION of those who groan beneath
Oppression's iron hand:
In view of penury, hate, and death,
I see thee fearless stand.
"The Undying One" - Canto III
© Caroline Norton
"I went through the world, but I paused not now
At the gladsome heart and the joyous brow:
I went through the world, and I stay'd to mark
Where the heart was sore, and the spirit dark:
And the grief of others, though sad to see,
Was fraught with a demon's joy to me!
Of The Nature Of Things: Book V - Part 03 - The World Is Not Eternal
© Lucretius
Is rendered back; and since, beyond a doubt,
Earth, the all-mother, is beheld to be
Likewise the common sepulchre of things,
Therefore thou seest her minished of her plenty,
And then again augmented with new growth.
The Battle Of The Nile
© William Lisle Bowles
Shout! for the Lord hath triumphed gloriously!
Upon the shores of that renowned land,
Her Portrait
© Francis Thompson
Oh, but the heavenly grammar did I hold
Of that high speech which angels' tongues turn gold!
The Sun Hath Twice
© Henry Howard
The sun hath twice brought forth the tender green,
And clad the earth in lively lustiness;
Lord Kitchener
© Robert Seymour Bridges
Among Herculean deeds the miracle
That mass'd the labour of ten years in one
Shall be thy monument. Thy work was done
Ere we could thank thee; and the high sea swell
Surgeth unheeding where thy proud ship fell
By the lone Orkneys, at the set of sun.
Paracelsus: Part II: Paracelsus Attains
© Robert Browning
Ay, my brave chronicler, and this same hour
As well as any: now, let my time be!
