All Poems

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Caged

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

YOU think he sings a gladsome song!
Ah, well, he sings! but only see
How oft on glossy neck and breast
His bright head droops despondingly;
Or note the restless, eager bird
When a free minstrel's voice is heard.

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Tir Nan Og

© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

THE breeze blows out from the land and it seeks the sea,
  O and O! that my sail were set and away--
Fast and free on its wings would my sailing be
  To the west: to the Tir Nan Og, where the blessed stay!

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Last Letter to his Wife

© Rene Daumal

I am dead because I lack desire,

I lack desire because I think I possess.

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They Can Only Drag You Down

© Henry Lawson

Leader, poet, singer, artist, who have struggled long and won,
Though the climbing is behind you, now the battle has begun,
Shut your ears unto the empty parrot phrases of the town,
Shun the hand-grips of your rivals, they can only drag you down.

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Work, Neighbor, Work!

© Louisa May Alcott

"Work, neighbor, work!
  Do not stop to play;
  Wander far and wide,
  Gather all you may.

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The Computation

© John Donne

For the first twenty years since yesterday

 I scarce believed thou couldst be gone away;

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Dawn In Summer

© James Thomson

When now no more th' alternate twins are fired,

And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze,

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Young Love

© Sara Teasdale

I cannot heed the words they say,
The lights grow far away and dim,
Amid the laughing men and maids
My eyes unbidden seek for him.

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Epilogue

© Herman Melville

  Yea, ape and angel, strife and old debate--
The harps of heaven and dreary gongs of hell;
Science the feud can only aggravate--
No umpire she betwixt the chimes and knell:
The running battle of the star and clod
Shall run forever--if there be no God.

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My Wife’s Second Husband

© Henry Lawson

THE WORLD goes round, old fellow,

  And still I’m in the swim,

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The Toad

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Then also was it that that child with the stone,
He who now tells this story, from his hands
Let the flag drop. A voice had cried to him
Too loud for denial: ``Fool. Be merciful.''

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Snow

© Helge Rode

There is nothing in the world that’s as silent as snow
when gently through air it’s decending,
muffles each step you take,
hushes, shushes makes
quiet the voices that the air are rending.

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_Like His Mother Used To Make

© James Whitcomb Riley

"Uncle Jake's Place," St. Jo, Mo., 1874

"I was born in Indiany," says a stranger, lank and slim,

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"My teacher wasn't half as nice as yours seems to be"

© Roald Dahl

"My teacher wasn't half as nice as yours seems to be.
His name was Mister Unsworth and he taught us history.
And when you didn't know a date he'd get you by the ear
And start to twist while you sat there quite paralysed with fear.

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Schibboleth

© Paul Celan

Flöte,
Doppelflöte der Nacht:
denke der dunklen
Zwillingsröte
in Wien und Madrid.

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M'Sieu Smit

© William Henry Drummond


Wan morning de walkim boss say "Damase,
  I t'ink you're good man on canoe d'ecorce,
So I'll ax you go wit' your frien' Philéas
An' meet M'sieu' Smit' on Chenail W'ite Horse.

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Song. (From The Portuguese)

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

If thou art sleeping, maiden,
  Awake, and open thy door:
'Tis the break of day, and we must away,
  O'er meadow, and mount, and moor.

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In Memoryt Of Saretta Deakin

© Edith Nesbit

_Who Died on October 25th_, 1899.

THERE was a day,

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Bacchus

© André Marie de Chénier

Viens, ô divin Bacchus, ô jeune Thyonée,

  O Dionyse, Évan, Iacchus et Lénée;

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The Poet, The Oyster, And Sensitive Plant

© William Cowper

An Oyster, cast upon the shore,

Was heard, though never heard before,