War poems

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Lincoln, Man of the People [1922 version]

© Edwin Markham

When the Norn Mother saw the Whirlwind HourGreatening and darkening as it hurried on,She left the Heaven of Heroes and came downTo make a man to meet the mortal need

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Eurynome

© Macpherson Jay

Come all old maids that are squeamishAnd afraid to make mistakes,Don't clutter your lives up with boyfriends:The nicest girls marry snakes.

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The Day-Labourer

© Macpherson Jay

Time is a labourer on God’s farm,And keeps His living things from harm

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The Toll-gate Man

© MacDonald Wilson Pugsley

They tore down the toll-gate By the songless mill,But the gray gate-man Takes toll there still;And he takes from all Whether or not they will.

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John Graydon

© MacDonald Wilson Pugsley

I own John Graydon's place--His elm trees moving with a lovely graceAs slow and stately as a minuet,His great lawns wearing shadows like black lace,Too lovely to forget

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Exit

© MacDonald Wilson Pugsley

Easily to the old Opens the hard ground:But when youth grows cold, And red lips have no sound,Bitterly does the earth Open to receiveAnd bitterly do the grasses In the churchyard grieve.

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Horatius

© Macaulay Thomas Babington

A LAY MADE ABOUT THE YEAR OF THE CITY CCCLX.

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The Sonnets of Ishtar

© Lodge George Cabot

I am the world's imperishable desire;Life is because I will, for hope of meLife is, nor all the dark depths of the seaCould quench mine eyes' light nor my body's fire

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Mind your Knitting

© Linton William James

Lucy! mind your knitting: Blind as I may be,I am certain you're not sitting At your work by me

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The Sleeper of the Valley

© Lewisohn Lugwig

There's a green hollow where a river singsSilvering the torn grass in its glittering flight,And where the sun from the proud mountain flingsFire and the little valley brims with light.

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Portable Demons

© Leggat Alexandra

I found the ghost of Dorothy Parkerin an old movie house in Times SquareI approached her with condolencesand slowly coerced her out of there

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June

© Francis Ledwidge

Broom out the floor now, lay the fender by,And plant this bee-sucked bough of woodbine there,And let the window down

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Figs

© David Herbert Lawrence

The proper way to eat a fig, in society,Is to split it in four, holding it by the stump,And open it, so that it is a glittering, rosy, moist, honied, heavy-petalled four-petalled flower.

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Cruelty and Love / Love on the Farm

© David Herbert Lawrence

Version 1 (1913)1.2Lifted, grasping the golden light1.3Which weaves its way through the creeper leaves1.4 To my heart's delight?

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April

© Andrew Lang

April, pride of woodland ways, Of glad days,April, bringing hope of prime,To the young flowers that beneath Their bud sheathAre guarded in their tender time;

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Night Vision

© L'Abbé Sonnet

His wife dreams of silent flight.

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McAndrew's Hymn

© Rudyard Kipling

Lord, Thou hast made this world below the shadow of a dream,An', taught by time, I tak' it so--exceptin' always Steam