Truth poems
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Paula Becker to Clara Westhoff
© Adrienne Rich
The autumn feels slowed down,
summer still holds on here, even the light
Nadia
© Obi Nwakanma
Marrakech: the grey hairs of
Atlas, streaks of the light of years,
like truth accompanied by a bodyguard.
Modern Love XXVI: Love Ere He Bleeds
© George Meredith
Love ere he bleeds, an eagle in high skies,
Has earth beneath his wings: from reddened eve
State's Attorney Fallas
© Edgar Lee Masters
I, the scourge-wielder, balance-wrecker,
Smiter with whips and swords;
Davis Matlock
© Edgar Lee Masters
Suppose it is nothing but the hive:
That there are drones and workers
His Excuse for Loving
© Benjamin Jonson
Let it not your wonder move,
Less your laughter, that I love.
Satires of Circumstance in Fifteen Glimpses VIII: In the St
© Thomas Hardy
He enters, and mute on the edge of a chair
Sits a thin-faced lady, a stranger there,
Complaint of the Skeleton to Time
© Allen Ginsberg
Take my love, it is not true,
So let it tempt no body new;
Take my lady, she will sigh
For my bed where'er I lie;
Take them, said the skeleton,
Sacrifice
© Ralph Waldo Emerson
THOUGH love repine and reason chafe
There came a voice without reply ¡ª
'T is man's perdition to be safe,
When for the truth he ought to die.
Ode to W. H. Channing
© Ralph Waldo Emerson
Though loath to grieve
The evil time's sole patriot,
I cannot leave
My honied thought
For the priest's cant,
Or statesman's rant.
Dickinson Poems by Number
© Emily Dickinson
One Sister have I in our house,
And one, a hedge away.
There's only one recorded,
But both belong to me.
With Whom is no Variableness, Neither Shadow of Turning
© Arthur Hugh Clough
It fortifies my soul to know
That, though I perish, Truth is so:
That, howsoe'er I stray and range,
Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change.
I steadier step when I recall
That, if I slip, Thou dost not fall.
Ah! Yet Consider it Again!
© Arthur Hugh Clough
"Old things need not be therefore true,"
O brother men, nor yet the new;
Ah! still awhile the old thought retain,
And yet consider it again!
390. Song-A Health to them that’s awa
© Robert Burns
Note 1. Charles James Fox. [back]
Note 2. Hon. Thos. Erskine, afterwards Lord Erskine. [back]
333. Song-Lovely Polly Stewart
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—O lovely Polly Stewart,
O charming Polly Stewart,
There’s ne’er a flower that blooms in May,
That’s half so fair as thou art!
What should I Say
© Sir Thomas Wyatt
What should I say,Since faith is dead,And truth awayFrom you is fled?Should I be ledWith doubleness?Nay, nay, mistress!
Forget not Yet the Tried Intent
© Sir Thomas Wyatt
Forget not yet the tried intentOf such a truth as I have meant;My great travail so gladly spent, Forget not yet.
The Animals Sick of the Plague
© Wright Elizur
The sorest ill that Heaven hath Sent on this lower world in wrath,-- The plague (to call it by its name,) One single day of which Would Pluto's ferryman enrich,-- Waged war on beasts, both wild and tame
136. Prayer-O Thou Dread Power
© Robert Burns
O THOU dread Power, who reign’st above,
I know thou wilt me hear,
When for this scene of peace and love,
I make this prayer sincere.
