All Poems
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Farewell To Italy
© Frances Anne Kemble
Farewell awhile, beautiful Italy!
My lonely bark is launched upon the sea
A Dream
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
I dreamt a dream, a dazzling dream, of a green isle far away,
Where the glowing West to the ocean's breast calleth the dying day;
The Boy Lives On Our Farm
© James Whitcomb Riley
The boy lives on our Farm, he's not
Afeard o' horses none!
The Clover
© James Whitcomb Riley
Some sings of the lily, and daisy, and rose,
And the pansies and pinks that the Summertime
Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XVI
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Oh, 'tis a terrible thing in early youth
To be assailed by laughter and mute shame,
A terrible thing to be befooled forsooth
By one's own foolish face betrayed in flame.
Picture Songs
© George MacDonald
A pale green sky is gleaming;
The steely stars are few;
The moorland pond is steaming
A mist of gray and blue.
Love Is Not Blind. I See With Single Eye
© Edna St. Vincent Millay
Love is not blind. I see with single eye
Your ugliness and other women's grace.
Black Sampson Of Brandywine
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
"In the fight at Brandywine, Black Samson, a giant negro armed with
a scythe, sweeps his way through the red ranks...." C. M. Skinner's
"_Myths and Legends of Our Own Land_."
Autumn Song
© Robert Laurence Binyon
All is wild with change,
Large the yellow leaves
Hang, so frail and few.
Now they go, they too
A June Night
© Emma Lazarus
Ten o'clock: the broken moon
Hangs not yet a half hour high,
Yellow as a shield of brass,
In the dewy air of June,
Poised between the vaulted sky
And the ocean's liquid glass.
Shadows
© George MacDonald
All things are shadows of thee, Lord;
The sun himself is but thy shade;
My spirit is the shadow of thy word,
A thing that thou hast said.
The Kingdom of Love
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
In the dawn of the day, when the sea and the earth
Reflected the sunrise above,
Of The Nature Of Things: Book V - Part 01 - Proem
© Lucretius
O who can build with puissant breast a song
Worthy the majesty of these great finds?
Piscataqua River
© Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Thou singest by the gleaming isles,
By woods, and fields of corn,
Thou singest, and the sunlight smiles
Upon my birthday morn.
The Death Of Almanzor
© Richard Monckton Milnes
Two and fifty times Almanzor had the Christian host o'erthrown;
Still again the Christians gatherèd, by despair the stronger grown.
Cityless and mountain--refuged they approacht the Douro's shores,
Falling, as a storm in summer, on the unsuspecting Moors.
Morning Hymn
© George MacDonald
O Lord of life, thy quickening voice
Awakes my morning song!
In gladsome words I would rejoice
That I to thee belong.
Eugowra Rocks
© Anonymous
It's all about bold Frank Gardiner with the devil in his eye
He said "We've work before us lads we've got to do or die
So blacken up your faces before the dead of night
And its over by Eugowra Rocks we'll either fall or fight"
