All Poems
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A-Haulen O The Corn
© William Barnes
Ah! yesterday, you know, we carr'd
The piece o' corn in Zidelèn Plot,
A Child's Hair
© William Watson
A letter from abroad. I tear
Its sheathing open, unaware
What treasure gleams within; and there-
Like bird from cage-
Flutters a curl of golden hair
Out of the page.
How It All Began
© Rudyard Kipling
So we settled it all when the storm was done
As comfy as comfy could be;
Sonnet XI: The Love-Letter
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Warmed by her hand and shadowed by her hair
As close she leaned and poured her heart through thee,
A Tragi-Comedy
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
'Twas on a gloomy afternoon
When all the world was out of tune,
Turn O' The Year
© Katharine Tynan
This is the time when bit by bit
The days begin to lengthen sweet
And every minute gained is joy -
And love stirs in the heart of a boy.
The Heroic Enthusiasts - Part The First =Second Dialogue.=
© Giordano Bruno
Now begins the enthusiast to display the affections and uncover the
wounds which are for a sign in his body, and in substance or essence in
his soul, and he says thus:
"Pent in this common sphere"
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
PENT in this common sphere of sensual shows,
I pine for beauty; beauty of fresh mien,
And gentle utterance, and the charm serene,
Wherewith the hue of mystic dream-land glows;
After Sunset
© Harriet Monroe
The forest was a shrine for her,
A temple richly dressed;
And worshippers the tall trees were,
Each to his prayer addressed.
Scarce dared I lift my eyes, or stir,
So deeply was I blessed.
Mes Chants Savent Tout Peindre
© André Marie de Chénier
Mes chants savent tout peindre; accours, viens les entendre.
Ma voix plaît, Astérie, elle est flexible et tendre.
Latest Views Of Mr. Biglow
© James Russell Lowell
Ef I a song or two could make
Like rockets druv by their own burnin',
The Brook Leaps Riotous
© Augusta Davies Webster
And love, whatever love, sure, makes small boast:
'Tis the new lovers tell, in wonder yet.
Oh happy need! Enriched stream's jubilant gush!
But who being spouses well have learned love's most,
Being child and mother learned not nor forget,
These in their joyfulness feel the tarn's strong hush.
The Peach Tree On The Southern Wall
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The peach tree on the southern wall
Has basked so long beneath the sun,
Evangeline: Part The Second. III.
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
NEAR to the bank of the river, o'ershadowed by oaks, from whose branches
Garlands of Spanish moss and of mystic mistletoe flaunted,
Moly
© Madison Julius Cawein
And these things then shall keep me company:
The elfins of the dew; the spirit of laughter
Who haunts the wind; the god of melody
Who sings within the stream, that reaches after
Metamorphoses: Book The Twelfth
© Ovid
The End of the Twelfth Book.
Translated into English verse under the direction of
Sir Samuel Garth by John Dryden, Alexander Pope, Joseph Addison,
William Congreve and other eminent hands
The Red Planet Mars
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The star of the unconquered will,
He rises in my breast,
Serene, and resolute, and still,
And calm, and self-possessed.
Funeral Hymn
© Sir Walter Scott
Dust unto dust,
To this all must;
The tenant hath resign'd
The faded form To waste and worm-
Corruption claims her kind.
Out of Your Love
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Out of your love the fire of youth will rise.
In the chest, visions of the soul will rise.
If you are going to kill me, kill me, it is alright.
When the friend kills, a new life will rise.
