All Poems
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The Two Painters: A Tale
© Washington Allston
At which, with fix'd and fishy
The Strangers both express'd amaze.
Good Sir, said they, 'tis strange you dare
Such meanness of yourself declare.
The Youth Bewitched
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
My fair-haired boy is sore bewitched,
He goes all full of grieving;
Who Hath Despised The Day Of Small Things?
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
As violets so be I recluse and sweet,
Cheerful as daisies unaccounted rare,
Still sunward-gazing from a lowly seat,
Still sweetening wintry air.
To... (Kern)
© Alexander Pushkin
I still recall the wondrous moment
When you appeared before my eyes,
Just like a fleeting apparition,
Just like pure beauty's distillation.
Truth And Falsehood
© James Russell Lowell
Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side;
Some great cause, God's new Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight,
Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right,
And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
"Behold! I am not one that goes to Lectures "
© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch
Behold! I am not one that goes to Lectures or the pow-wow of
Professors.
The elementary laws never apologise: neither do I apologise.
I find letters from the Dean dropt on my tableand every one is
A Song Of The Greenaway Child
© Henry Austin Dobson
As I went a-walking on _Lavender Hill_,
O, I met a Darling in frock and frill;
And she looked at me shyly, with eyes of blue,
"Are you going a-walking? Then take me too!"
The White Czar. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Dost thou see on the rampart's height
That wreath of mist, in the light
Of the midnight moon? O, hist!
It is not a wreath of mist;
It is the Czar, the White Czar,
Batyushka! Gosudar!
The Rule Of Life Expanded
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
And people then will alter their mind.
If courage is gone-then all is gone!
'Twere better that thou hadst never been born.
Parisian War Song
© Arthur Rimbaud
Spring is evidently here;
for the ascent of Thiers
and Picard from the green Estates lays
its splendours wide open! O May!
An Elegy Upon James Therburn, In Chatto
© James Thomson
Now, Chatto, you're a dreary place,
Pale sorrow broods on ilka face;
Therburn has run his race.
And now, and now, ah me, alas!
The carl lies dead.
He Prayeth Best Who Loveth Best
© Louisa May Alcott
"He prayeth best who loveth best
All things, both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all."
Don't Buy a Pig in a Poke
© Harry Graham
Unscrupulous pigmongers will
Attempt to wheedle and to coax
The ignorant young housewife till
She purchases her pigs in pokes;
Beast that got a Lurid Past,
Or else are far Too Good to Last.
The Secret of the Machinery
© Rudyard Kipling
We can pull and haul and push and lift and drive,
We can print and plough and weave and heat and light,
We can run and race and swim and fly and dive,
We can see and hear and count and read and write!
Counterpoint: Two Rooms
© Conrad Aiken
He, in the room above, grown old and tired;
She, in the room below, his floor her ceiling,
Pursue their separate dreams. He turns his light,
And throws himself on the bed, face down, in laughter.
She, by the window, smiles at a starlight night.
I Think Continually
© Stephen Spender
I think continually of those who were truly great.
Who, from the womb, remembered the soul's history
