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The Released Rebel Prisoner

© Herman Melville

Armies he's seen--the herds of war,
  But never such swarms of men
As now in the Nineveh of the North--
  How mad the Rebellion then!

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Suppose

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

IF 'twere fair to suppose

That your heart were not taken,

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"For Beauty Being the Best of All We Know"

© Robert Seymour Bridges

For beauty being the best of all we know

Sums up the unsearchable and secret aims

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Aphrodisiac

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Now, listen to me, folks...
Hear what I say.
You got to eat oysters everyday
They'll put your love life back on track
They're nature's own aphrodisiac.

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If A Mouse Could Fly

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

If a mouse could fly,

Or if a crow could swim,

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The Muses Threnodie: Eighth Muse

© Henry Adamson

What blooming banks, sweet Earn, or fairest Tay,

Or Almond doth embrace! These many a day

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Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet IV

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

But Adrian, who was young and all athirst
For human joy, and turbulent and strong,
Grew discontent with her despairs and curst,
Nor spared he her the jibings of his tongue.

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Refining Fuller, Make Me Clean

© Augustus Montague Toplady

Refining Fuller, make me clean,
On me thy costly pearl bestow:
Thou art thyself the pearl I prize,
The only joy I seek below.

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Dead Butterfly by Ellen Bass: American Life in Poetry #164 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2006

© Ted Kooser

Was it the year her brother was born?
Was this her own too-fragile baby
that had lived—so briefly—in its glassed world?
Or the year she refused to go to her father's house?
Was this the holding-her-breath girl she became there?

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The Widow

© Katharine Tynan

When she smiles her love draws nigh,
  When she weeps he doth depart,
And returns to the Heavens high
  With an unwounded heart.

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The Deeds That Might Have Been

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

All these are pitiful. Yet, after tears,
Come rest and sleep and calm forgetfulness,
And God's good providence consoles the years.
Only the coward heart which did not guess,
The dreamer of brave deeds that might have been,
Shall cureless ache with wounds for ever green.

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Ihr Slummer

© Friedrich Gottlieb Klopstock

Sie schläft. O gieß ihr, Schlummer, geflügeltes 

Balsamisch Leben über ihr sanftes Herz! 

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The Haughty Actor

© William Schwenck Gilbert

"Too bad," said GIBBS, "my case to shirk!
You must be bad innately,
To save your skill for mighty work
Because it's valued greatly!"
But here he woke, with sudden start.

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Friendship

© Samuel Johnson

Friendship! peculiar boon of Heaven,
The noble mind's delight and pride,
To men and angels only given,
To all the lower world denied.

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Love One Another

© Khalil Gibran

Love one another, but make not a bond of love.
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup, but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf.

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The Trap

© Robinson Jeffers

I am not well civilized, really alien here: trust me not.
I can understand the guns and the airplanes,
The other conveniences leave me cold.

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Dead And Gone

© Madison Julius Cawein

  I wot well o' his going
  To think in flowers fair;--
  His a right kind heart, my dear,
  To give the grass such hair.

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The Crocus

© Harriet Beecher Stowe

Beneath the sunny autumn sky,

With gold leaves dropping round,

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Posthumous Fame

© Kostas Karyotakis

Our death is needed by the boundless nature all around
and is craved by the purple mouths of flowers.
If Spring were again to come, it will again leave us,
and then we shall not even be shadows of other shadows.

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Sonnet To Mrs. Jameson,

© Frances Anne Kemble

WHO WROTE UNDER MY LIKENESS AS JULIET, "LIETI GIORNI E FELICE."

  Whence should they come, lady! those happy days