All Poems
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I Travelled among Unknown Men
© William Wordsworth
I travelled among unknown men,
In lands beyond the sea;
Nor, England! did I know till then
What love I bore to thee.
On The Wedding Of The Aeronaut
© Ambrose Bierce
Aeronaut, you're fairly caught,
Despite your bubble's leaven: Out of the skies a lady's eyes
Have brought you down to Heaven!
Vale
© Catherine Pozzi
La grande amour que vous m'aviez donnée
Le vent des jours a rompu ses rayons
Où fut la flamme, où fut la destinée
Où nous étions, où par la main serrée
Nous nous tenions
Blessens A-Left
© William Barnes
Lik' souls a-toss'd at sea I bore
Sad strokes o' trial, shock by shock,
Martins Tide
© William Barnes
Come, bring a log o' cleft wood, Jack,
An' fling en on ageän the back,
O God! Thou art my God alone;
© James Montgomery
O God! Thou art my God alone;
Early to Thee my soul shall cry;
A pilgrim in a land unknown,
A thirsty land whose springs are dry.
Vanity Fair
© Sylvia Plath
Through frost-thick weather
This witch sidles, fingers crooked, as if
Caught in a hazardous medium that might
Merely by its continuing
Attach her to heaven.
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.
The Dance At Darmstadt
© Alfred Austin
In the city of Darmstadt, the Sabbath morn
Shone over the broad Cathedral Square,
And to nobly, richly, and lowly born,
The belfry carilloned call to prayer.
The Hairst O' Rettie
© Robert Burns
I hae seen the hairst o' Rettie, lads,
And twa-three aff the throne.
I've heard o sax and seven weeks
The hairsters girn and groan.
Metamorphoses Of The Moon
© Sylvia Plath
Cold moons withdraw, refusing to come to terms
with the pilot who dares all heaven's harms
to raid the zone where fate begins,
flings silver gauntlet of his plane at space,
demanding satisfaction; no duel takes place:
the mute air merely thins and thins.
The Gypsy Lover
© Charles Godfrey Leland
DOT vos a schwartz Zigeuner
Dot on a viddle played,
Und oonderneat' a fenster
He mak't a serenade.
Shlatherys Mounted Fut
© William Percy French
An' down from the mountains came the squadrons an' platoons,
Four-an'-twinty fightin' min, an' a couple o' sthout gossoons,
An' whin we marched behind the band to patriotic tunes,
We felt that fame would gild the name o' Shlathery's Light Dhragoons.
To An Aged Cut-Up I
© Franklin Pierce Adams
Dear Mrs. Ibycus, accept a little sound advice,
Your manners and your speech are overbold;
To chase around the sporty way you do is far from nice;
Believe me, darling, you are growing old.
The Waggon A-Stooded
© William Barnes
(1) Well, there, the vu'st lwoad we've a-haul'd to day
Is here a-stoodèd in theäse bed o' clay.
Here's rotten groun'! an' how the wheels do cut!
The little woone's a-zunk up to the nut.
Hymn Of Hippolytus To Artemis
© Robert Fuller Murray
Artemis! thou fairest
Of the maids that be
In divine Olympus,
Hail! Hail to thee!
When Cap'n Tom Comes Home
© Katharine Lee Bates
WHEN Cap'n Tom comes home, and his sea chest
Is opened, oh, the shells that rainbow foam
Songs Of The Season
© Alexander Bathgate
Bird in thy mossy nest
Cosily hid,
Bird in thy mossy nest
Young leaves amid;
Burial of Barber
© John Greenleaf Whittier
One more look of that dead face,
Of his murder's ghastly trace!
One more kiss, O widowed one!
Lay your left hands on his brow,
Lift you right hands up and vow
That his work shall yet be done.
Homer And Laertes
© Walter Savage Landor
Laertes: Gods help thee! and restore to thee thy sight!
My good old guest, I am more old than thou,
Yet have outlived by many years my son
Odysseus and the chaste Penelope.
