All Poems
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Vestigia Nulla Retrorsum
© William Gay
O steep and rugged Life, whose harsh ascent
Slopes blindly upward through the bitter night!
In The Deep Channel
© William Stafford
Setting a trotline after sundown
if we went far enough away in the night
sometimes up out of deep water
would come a secret-headed channel cat,
Awakening
© Edward Dowden
With brain oerworn, with heart a summer clod,
With eye so practised in each form around,
Eclogue:--The Common A-Took In
© William Barnes
Good morn t'ye, John. How b'ye? how b'ye?
Zoo you be gwaïn to market, I do zee.
Why, you be quite a-lwoaded wi' your geese.
The Lady of the Lambs
© Alice Meynell
SHE walks--the lady of my delight--
A shepherdess of sheep.
Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white;
She guards them from the steep.
She feeds them on the fragrant height,
And folds them in for sleep.
The Rose
© George Herbert
Presse me not to take more pleasure
In this world of sugred lies,
And to use a larger measure
Than my strict, yet welcome size.
Epitaph of Eurymedon
© Theocritus
Thou hast gone to the grave, and abandoned thy son
Yet a babe, thy own manhood but scarcely begun.
Thou art throned among gods: and thy country will take
Thy child to her heart, for his brave father's sake.
William Bede Dalley
© Henry Kendall
The clear, bright atmosphere through which he looks
Is one by no dim, close horizon bound;
The power shed as flame from noble books
Hath made for him a larger world around.
To Ellen Terry
© Alfred Austin
Nay, bring forth none but daughters: daughters young,
The doubles of yourself; with face as fair,
Home
© James Montgomery
There is a land, of every land the pride,
Beloved by heaven, o'er all the world beside;
War
© Isabella Valancy Crawford
Shake, shake the earth with giant tread,
Thou red-maned Titian bold;
The Growth Of Love XI
© Archibald Lampman
Belovèd, those who moan of love's brief day
Shall find but little grace with me, I guess,
Magpie
© James Phillip McAuley
The magpie's mood is never surly
every morning, wakening early,
he gargles music in his throat,
the liquid squabble of his throat.
What SoftCherubic Creatures
© Emily Dickinson
What SoftCherubic Creatures
These Gentlewomen are
One would as soon assault a Plush
Or violate a Star
Bison
© Padraic Colum
How great a front is thine
A lake of majesty!
Assyria knew the sign
The god-incarnate king!
The Lost Key
© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
I Closed a chamber in my heart,
And locked the door for aye;
Then, lest my weakness traitor prove,
I threw the key away.
Louisa: After Accompanying Her On A Mountain Excursion
© William Wordsworth
I MET Louisa in the shade,
And, having seen that lovely Maid,
Why should I fear to say
That, nymph-like, she is fleet and strong,
And down the rocks can leap along
Like rivulets in May?
The Butterfly's Ball And The Grasshopper's Feast
© William Roscoe
Come take up your Hats, and away let us haste
To the Butterfly's Ball, and the Grasshopper's Feast.
The Trumpeter, Gad-fly, has summon'd the Crew,
And the Revels are now only waiting for you.
