All Poems
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My Heart, My Traveler with English Translation
© Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Dil e man Musafir e man
Meray dil meray musafir
hua phir sey hukm sadir
k watan badar hon hum tum
Guy Fauxs Night
© William Barnes
Guy Faux's night, dost know, we chaps,
A-putten on our woldest traps,
An Hymne of Heavenly Love
© Edmund Spenser
Love, lift me up upon thy golden wings
From this base world unto thy heavens hight,
Where I may see those admirable things
Which there thou workest by thy soveraine might,
The Church An Happy Zunday
© William Barnes
Ah! ev'ry day mid bring a while
O' eäse vrom all woone's ceäre an' tweil,
In The Harbour: Four By The Clock
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Four by the clock! and yet not day;
But the great world rolls and wheels away,
With its cities on land, and its ships at sea,
Into the dawn that is to be!
Peace
© Robert Laurence Binyon
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Lovely word flying like a bird across the narrow seas,
When winter is over and songs are in the skies,
Peace, with the colour of the dawn upon the name of her,
Washington
© Harriet Monroe
Oh, hero of our younger race!
Great builder of a temple new!
Ruler, who sought no lordly place!
Warrior who sheathed the sword he drew!
Songs Of A Country Home
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Who has not felt his heart leap up, and glow
What time the tulips first begin to blow,
Has one sweet joy, still left for him to know.
Choosing
© Augusta Davies Webster
And I, who seek, and yearn for love to stir,
And I, who seek, and cannot love but one
And have not known her being, nor can find,
I take my homeless way for sake of her;
And love-time's here, and love-time will be done:
Birds end all singing in the autumn wind.
Abraham Lincoln
© Rose Terry Cooke
Hundreds there have been, loftier than their kind,
Heroes and victors in the world's great wars:
Metempsychosis
© Arlo Bates
'Mid the seal-silt and the sea-sand,
Sinuous and sinister, fold on fold,
In Memoriam 131: O Living Will That Shalt Endure
© Alfred Tennyson
O living will that shalt endure
When all that seems shall suffer shock,
Rise in the spiritual rock,
Flow thro' our deeds and make them pure,
Individuality
© Ada Cambridge
Break out, O brother, braver than the rest,
Lover of Liberty, whose arm is strong!
Buttress our independence with thy breast,
And fight a passage through the stagnant throng.
Many will press behind thee, but they need
The stalwart captain, not afraid to lead.
Lost In The Forest
© Pablo Neruda
Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart.
Anxiety Of A Young Lady To Get Married
© Confucius
Ripe, the plums fall from the bough;
Only seven-tenths left there now!
Ye whose hearts on me are set,
Now the time is fortunate!
The Australian
© William Henry Ogilvie
The bravest thing God ever made!
(A British Officers Opinion)
What of the Night
© John Le Gay Brereton
Ah, but the ponderous horror! Nay, not yet
The cloud of sorrow leeward growls and rolls;
The eyes that meet the morn are heavy and wet.
The loss the military mind enscrolls,
Spilt blood and battered bones, we may forget,
But not the wastage of beloved souls.
Snow Falling Through Fog
© William Matthews
This is how we used to imagine
the ocean floor: a steady snow of dead
diatoms and forams drifting
higher in the sunken plains, a soggy
dust on the climbing underwater
peaks. But such a weather
