All Poems
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The Lady's Looking-Glass
© Matthew Prior
Shipwreck'd, in vain to Land I make;
While Love and Fate still drive Me back:
Forc'd to doat on Thee thy own Way,
I chide Thee first, and then obey:
Wretched when from Thee, vex'd when nigh,
I with Thee, or without Thee, die.
Australia Infelix
© William Gay
HOW long, O Lord, shall this, my country, be
A nation of the dead? How long shall they
Miyajima
© Robert Laurence Binyon
All paths lead upward to the sky
In this green isle, which mounts on high
Through slumbrous valleys, veiled in light
From waters dancing blue and bright.
Of The Nature Of Things: Book VI - Part 04 - The Plague Athens
© Lucretius
'Twas such a manner of disease, 'twas such
Mortal miasma in Cecropian lands
Night In The Valley
© Arthur Symons
Waves of the gentle waters of the healing night,
Flow over me with silent peace and golden dark,
Wash me of sound, wash me of colour, drown the day;
Light the tall golden candles and put out the day.
The Rhymers Reply. Incense And Splendor
© Vachel Lindsay
Incense and Splendor haunt me as I go.
Though my good works have been, alas, too few,
There Is
© Guillaume Apollinaire
There is this ship which has taken my beloved back again
There are six Zeppelin sausages in the sky and with night
On Exaggerated Deference To Foreign Literary Opinion
© William Watson
What! and shall _we_, with such submissive airs
As age demands in reverence from the young,
On An Old Sepuchral Bas-Relief
© Giacomo Leopardi
WHERE IS SEEN A YOUNG MAIDEN, DEAD, IN THE ACT OF DEPARTING,
TAKING LEAVE OF HER FAMILY.
The Morning Of The Day Appointed For A General Thanksgiving. January 18, 1816
© William Wordsworth
I
HAIL, orient Conqueror of gloomy Night!
Thou that canst shed the bliss of gratitude
On hearts howe'er insensible or rude;
The Lament Of A Lover
© Confucius
There where its shores the marsh surround,
Rushes and lotus plants abound.
May
© John Payne
THE wild bird carolled all the April night,
Among the leafing limes, as who should say,
Elegy With A Bridle In Its Hand
© Larry Levis
One was a bay cowhorse from Piedra & the other was a washed out palomino
And both stood at the rail of the corral & both went on aging
In each effortless tail swish, the flies rising, then congregating again
The Cotter's Saturday Night
© Robert Burns
"Let not Ambition mock their useful toil,
Their homely joys, and destiny obscure;
Nor Grandeur hear, with a disdainful smile,
The short and simple annals of the poor."
Gray
Downward, Come Downward
© Franklin Pierce Adams
(With apologies to the estate of Elizabeth Akers Allen.)
Sonnet VII
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
But still, beyond, one lone mysterious cloud,
Steeped in the solemn sunset's fiery mist,
Strange semblance takes of Him whose visage bowed,
Divinely sweet, o'er all things, dark or bright,
Yet draws the darkness ever toward His light
The tender eyes and awful brow of Christ!
The Junk and the Dhow
© Rudyard Kipling
Once a pair of savages found a stranded tree.
(One-piecee stick -pidgin - two piecee man.
To The Right Honourable John Barber, Esq; Lord Mayor Of London, On Committing One Of My Sons To His
© Mary Barber
To the late King of Britain a Savage was brought,
Which wild in the Woods of Germania was caught.
This Present so princely was train'd up with Care;
And knew how to eat, and to jump, and to stare;
The Beaux, and the Belles, beheld it with Joy;
And at Court the high Mode was to see the Wild Boy.
Winter
© Archibald Lampman
The long days came and went; the riotous bees
Tore the warm grapes in many a dusty vine,
