Weather poems

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A Song in Time of Order. 1852

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

PUSH hard across the sand,
  For the salt wind gathers breath;
Shoulder and wrist and hand,
  Push hard as the push of death.

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The Wall Street Pit

© Edwin Markham

Is this a whirl of madmen ravening,
And blowing bubbles in their merriment?
Is Babel come again with shrieking crew
To eat the dust and drink the roaring wind?
And all for what? A handful of bright sand
To buy a shroud with and a length of earth?

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A Rainy Day On The Farm

© Aristophanes

How sweet it is to see the new-sown cornfield fresh and even,

  With blades just springing from the soil that only ask a shower

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The Stylite

© Rainer Maria Rilke

He nearly drowned in hermit-seeking seas
Of visitors — those voids he had allowed
To suck his soul — damned sycophantic fleas!
Wrenching himself from the besieging crowd,
He gripped with clammy hands and bulbous knees

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The Junk and the Dhow

© Rudyard Kipling

Once a pair of savages found a stranded tree.


 (One-piecee stick -pidgin - two piecee man.

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The Ride

© Madison Julius Cawein

She rode o'er hill, she rode o'er plain,
  She rode by fields of barley,
  By morning-glories filled with rain,
  And beechen branches gnarly.

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Rokeby: Canto III.

© Sir Walter Scott

  CHORUS.
  "O, Brignall banks are fresh and fair,
 And Greta woods are green;
  I'd rather rove with Edmund there,
 Than reign our English queen."

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Sporting Acquaintances

© Siegfried Sassoon

I ventured "Ages since we met," and tried
My candid smile of friendship; no success.
One scratched his hairy thigh, while t'other sighed
And glanced away. I saw they liked me less
Than when, on Epsom Downs, in cloudless weather,
We backed The Tetrarch and got drunk together.

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Woman And The Weed

© Andrew Lang

(FOUNDED ON A NEW ZEALAND MYTH.)


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House Or Window Flies

© John Clare

These little window dwellers, in cottages and halls, were always

entertaining to me; after dancing in the window all day from sunrise

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The Sparrow And The Hen

© Charles Lamb

A sparrow, when sparrows like parrots could speak,
 Addressed an old hen who could talk like a jay:
Said he, "It's unjust that we sparrows must seek
 Our food, when your family's fed every day.

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Ione

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

I.

AH, yes, 't is sweet still to remember,

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Eclogue:--The Common A-Took In

© William Barnes

  Good morn t'ye, John. How b'ye? how b'ye?
  Zoo you be gwaïn to market, I do zee.
  Why, you be quite a-lwoaded wi' your geese.

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Louisa: After Accompanying Her On A Mountain Excursion

© William Wordsworth

I MET Louisa in the shade,
And, having seen that lovely Maid,
Why should I fear to say
That, nymph-like, she is fleet and strong,
And down the rocks can leap along
Like rivulets in May?

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A Street Of Ghosts

© Madison Julius Cawein

The drowsy day, with half-closed eyes,
  Dreams in this quaint forgotten street,
  That, like some old-world wreckage, lies,--
  Left by the sea's receding beat,--
  Far from the city's restless feet.

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The Fairy West

© Henry Lawson

P.S.: I was in “Yewklid” the day I finished
  Me edyercashun in those times dim—
My younger brother cleared out to Queensland,
  ’Twas “mountains and rivers” that finished him.

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"This dainty instrument, this table—toy"

© Richard Monckton Milnes

This dainty instrument, this table--toy,
Might seem best fitted for the use and joy
Of some high Ladie in old gallant times,
Or gay--learned weaver of Provencal rhymes:

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The Comedian As The Letter C: 06 - And Daughters With Curls

© Wallace Stevens

Portentous enunciation, syllable

To blessed syllable affined, and sound

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Lady Maggie

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

You must not call me Maggie, you must not call me Dear,
 For I'm Lady of the Manor now stately to see;
And if there comes a babe, as there may some happy year,
 'Twill be little lord or lady at my knee.

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Jupiter And The Farmer

© Anne Kingsmill Finch


 O Jupiter! with Famine pinch'd he cries,
No more will I direct th' unerring Skies;
No more my Substance on a Project lay,
No more a sullen Doubt I will betray,
Let me but live to Reap, do Thou appoint the way