All Poems
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Ho! Everyone That Thirsts, Draw Nigh
© Charles Wesley
Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh!
('Tis God invites the fallen race)
Mercy and free salvation buy;
Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace.
Terzetto
© Thomas Love Peacock
Hark! o'er the silent waters stealing,
The dash of oars sounds soft and clear:
Through night's deep veil, all forms concealing,
Nearer it comes, and yet more near.
The Plains
© George Essex Evans
WIDE are the plainsthe plains that stretch to the west
An ocean of trackless waste, untrodden and rude,
Where an Austral sun flings fire on earths bare breast,
Brazen skies oerhanging a treeless solitude.
Lise
© Rose Terry Cooke
IF I were a cloud in heaven,
I would hang over thee;
If I were a star of even,
I d rise and set for thee;
For love, life, light, were given
Thy ministers to be.
Australia 1894
© William Gay
SHE sits a queen whom none shall dare despoil,
Her crown the sun, her guard the vigilant sea,
Home At Night
© James Whitcomb Riley
When chirping crickets fainter cry,
And pale stars blossom in the sky,
And twilight's gloom has dimmed the bloom
And blurred the butterfly:
The Tower Of Famine
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
Amid the desolation of a city,
Which was the cradle, and is now the grave
Of an extinguished people,so that Pity
Perversity
© Aline Murray Kilmer
ALL my life I have loved where I was not loved,
And always those whom I did not love loved me;
Only the God who made my wild heart knows
Why this should be.
Wit Punished Prospers Most
© Robert Herrick
Dread not the shackles; on with thine intent,
Good wits get more fame by their punishment.
The Brook And The Wave. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Third)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The brooklet came from the mountain,
As sang the bard of old,
Running with feet of silver
Over the sands of gold!
The Sentence
© Robert Creeley
There is that in love
which, by the syntax of,
men find women and join
their bodies to their minds
Provision
© George MacDonald
Above my head the great pine-branches tower;
Backwards and forwards each to the other bends,
Quatrains
© Edith Matilda Thomas
WHAT if the Soul her real life elsewhere holds,
Her faint reflex Times darkling stream enfolds,
And thou and I, though seeming dwellers here,
Live some where yonder in the starlit sphere?
Fragments
© George Meredith
This love of nature, that allures to take
Irregularity for harmony
Of larger scope than our hard measures make,
Cherish it as thy school for when on thee
The ills of life descend.
At Breakfast Time
© Edgar Albert Guest
My Pa he eats his breakfast
in a funny sort of way:
We hardly ever see him
at the first meal of the day.
Dr. Doddridges Dog
© George MacDonald
My little dog, who blessed you
With such white toothy-pegs?
And who was it that dressed you
In such a lot of legs?
Dear Is The Lost Wife To A Lone Man's Heart
© Jean Ingelow
Dear is the lost wife to a lone man's heart,
When in a dream he meets her at his door,
And, waked for joy, doth know she dwells apart,
All unresponsive on a silent shore;
Dearer, yea, more desired art thou-for thee
My divine heart yearns by the jasper sea.
Earth Voices
© Bliss William Carman
"Across the sleeping furrows
I call the buried seed,
And blade and bud and blossom
Awaken at my need.
Sphinx-Money
© Mathilde Blind
To find Sphinx-money. So the Beduin calls
Small fossils of the waste. Nay, poet's gold;
'Twill give thee entrance to those rites of old,
When hundred-gated Thebes, with storied walls,
Gleamed o'er her Plain, and vast processions rolled
To Amon-Ra through Karnak's pillared halls.
Address To Kilchurn Castle, Upon Loch Awe
© William Wordsworth
CHILD of loud-throated War! the mountain Stream
Roars in thy hearing; but thy hour of rest
