All Poems

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The Daisy - On Finding one in Bloom on Christmas-day

© James Montgomery

There is a flower, a little flower
With silver crest and golden eye,
That welcomes every changing hour,
And weathers every sky.

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Going And Staying

© Thomas Hardy

The moving sun-shapes on the spray,
The sparkles where the brook was flowing,
Pink faces, plightings, moonlit May,
These were the things we wished would stay;
But they were going.

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Being waked out of my sleep by a snuff of Candle which offended me, I thus thought

© Henry King

Perhaps 'twas but conceit. Erroneous sence!
Thou art thine own distemper and offence.
Imagine then, that sick unwholsom steam
Was thy corruption breath'd into a dream.

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Superstites Rosae

© Richard Rowe

The grass is green upon her grave,
The west wind whispers low;
"The corn is changed, come forth, come forth,
Ere all the blossoms go!"

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Sonnets Of The Blood IV

© Allen Tate

The times have changed. Why do you make a fuss

For privilege when there's no law of form?

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The Fly

© Walter de la Mare

How large unto the tiny fly
Must little things appear!-
A rosebud like a feather bed,
Its prickle like a spear;

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The Irish Emigrant’s Mother

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

"Oh! come, my mother, come away, across the sea-green water;
Oh! come with me, and come with him, the husband of thy daughter;
Oh! come with us, and come with them, the sister and the brother,
Who, prattling climb thy ag'ed knees, and call thy daughter-mother.

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Hymn To Bacchus

© Robert Herrick

Bacchus, let me drink no more!

Wild are seas that want a shore!

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The Bushman’s Lullaby

© Rolf Boldrewood

Lift me down to the creek bank, Jack,
It must be fresher outside;
The long hot day is well nigh done;
It’s a chance if I see another one;
I should like to look on the setting sun,
And the water, cool and wide.

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Ode To Naples

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

EPODE 1a.
I stood within the City disinterred;
And heard the autumnal leaves like light footfalls
Of spirits passing through the streets; and heard

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The United Fruit Co.

© Pablo Neruda

Among the blood-thirsty flies
the Fruit Company lands its ships,
taking off the coffee and the fruit;
the treasure of our submerged
territories flow as though
on plates into the ships.

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Ash Wednesday

© John Keble

"Yes-deep within and deeper yet

  The rankling shaft of conscience hide,

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Thank and Praise Jehovah's Name

© James Montgomery

Thank and Praise Jehovah’s Name;
For His mercies, firm and sure,
From eternity the same
To eternity endure.

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Excerpt – "Goldilocks and the Three Bears"

© Roald Dahl

"This famous wicked little tale
Should never have been put on sale
It is a mystery to me
Why loving parents cannot see
That this is actually a book
About a brazen little crook..."

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To Miss C-----, On Her Birthday

© William Cowper

How many between east and west,
Disgrace their parent earth,
Whose deeds constrain us to detest
The day that gave them birth!

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Missing title : skey: LA BELLA BONA

© Richard Lovelace

  I.
I cannot tell, who loves the skeleton
Of a poor marmoset; nought but boan, boan;
Give me a nakednesse, with her cloath's on.

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Edith: A Tale Of The Woods

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

  "Thou'rt passing from the lake's green side,
  And the hunter's hearth away;
  For the time of flowers, for the summer's pride,
  Daughter! thou canst not stay.

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Gone

© Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal

To touch the glove upon her tender hand,
To watch the jewel sparkle in her ring,
Lifted my heart into a sudden song
As when the wild birds sing.

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Poets

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

SOME thunder on the heights of song, their race
Godlike in power, while others at their feet
Are breathing measures scarce less strong and sweet
Than those which peal from out that loftiest place;

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The Rose

© Sara Teasdale

Beneath my chamber window

Pierrot was singing, singing;