All Poems

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The Rock

© John Gould Fletcher

This rock, too, was a word;
  A word of flame and force when that which hurled
  The stars into their places in the night
  First stirred.

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Two Love-Songs

© Arthur Symons

I do not know if your eyes are green or grey
Or if there are other eyes brighter than they;
They have looked in my eyes; when they look in my eyes I can see
One thing, and a thing to be surely the death of me.

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Common-Wealth

© Virna Sheard

Give thanks, my soul, for the things that are free!
The blue of the sky, the shade of a tree,
And the unowned leagues of the shining sea.

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Mary Magdalen

© William Cullen Bryant

The greatest of thy follies is forgiven,
  Even for the least of all the tears that shine
  On that pale cheek of thine.
Thou didst kneel down, to Him who came from heaven,
  Evil and ignorant, and thou shalt rise
  Holy, and pure, and wise.

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Here's A Health To Them That's Awa

© Robert Burns

Here's a health to them that's awa,


  Here's a health to them that's awa

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Sonnet 71: Who Will in Fairest Book

© Sir Philip Sidney

Who will in fairest book of nature know

  How virtue may best lodg'd in beauty be,

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Satisfaction For Suffering

© Robert Herrick

For all our works a recompence is sure;

'Tis sweet to think on what was hard t'endure.

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Ballade adresse a Geoffrey Chaucer

© Eustache Deschamps


O Socratès plains de philosophie,
Seneque en meurs, Auglius en pratique,
Ovides grans en ta poëtrie,
Briés en parler, saiges en rethorique . . .
Grant translateur, noble Geoffrey Chaucier.

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Fixing The Shame

© Edgar Albert Guest

They put him in jail for the thing he'd done,

For that was the law they'd made;

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Shakespeare

© Henry Ames Blood

There, too, that Spanish galleon of a hulk,
  Ben Jonson, lying at full length,
  Should so dispose his goodly bulk  
That he might lie at ease upon his back,
  To test the tone and strength
Of Boniface’s sherris-sack.

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The Rebel

© Caroline Norton

WITH none to heed or mark
The prisoner in his cell,
In a dungeon, lone and dark,
He tuned his wild farewell.

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Nymph And Zephyr: A Statuary Group. By Westmacott

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

AND the summer sun shone in the sky,

And the rose's whole life was in its sigh,

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Sonnet 75: Of All The Kings

© Sir Philip Sidney

Of all the kings that ever here did reign,
Edward nam'd Fourth, as first in praise I name;
Not for his fair outside, nor well-lin'd brain,
Although less gifts imp feathers oft on Fame:

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Three Friends Of Mine

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

When I remember them, those friends of mine,

  Who are no longer here, the noble three,

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Fragment: Wedded Souls

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

I am as a spirit who has dwelt
Within his heart of hearts, and I have felt
His feelings, and have thought his thoughts, and known
The inmost converse of his soul, the tone

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Beauty

© Jones Very

I gazed upon thy face--and beating life,

Once stilled its sleepless pulses in my breast

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The Fairy Of The Fountains

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

And a youthful warrior stands
Gazing not upon those bands,
Not upon the lovely scene,
But upon its lovelier queen,
Who with gentle word and smile
Courteous prays his stay awhile.

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The Two MP's

© Richard Harris Barham

SAYS Tom D- to F-r
T'other morning, 'I say, Sir,
You've call'd me a Roué, a Dicer, and Racer,
Now I'd have you to know, Sir,
Such names are "No Go," Sir;
By Jove, Sir, I never knew anything grosser.

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Sonnet 105: Unhappy Sight

© Sir Philip Sidney

Unhappy sight, and hath she vanish'd by
So near, in so good time, so free a place?
Dead glass, dost thou thy object so embrace,
As what my heart still sees thou canst not spy?

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Anne Hathaway's Cottage

© Mathilde Blind

IS this the Cottage, ivy-girt and crowned,

  And this the path down which our Shakespeare ran,