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To The Child Jesus

© Henry Van Dyke

I
THE NATIVITY
Could every time-worn heart but see Thee once again,
A happy human child, among the homes of men,
The age of doubt would pass,—the vision of Thy face
Would silently restore the childhood of the race.

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Across The Lines

© Ethel Lynn Eliot Beers

Then the head her heart had pillowed,
Drooping laid it down to rest,
As calm as when in baby slumber
Its locks were cradled on her breast.

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Daphnis, thou slumberest on the leaf-strown lea

© Theocritus

Daphnis, thou slumberest on the leaf-strown lea,
Thy frame at rest, thy springes newly spread
O'er the fell-side. But two are hunting thee:
Pan, and Priapus with his fair young head
Hung with wan ivy. See! they come, they leap
Into thy lair--fly, fly,--shake off the coil of sleep!

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Homage To Sextus Propertius - VIII

© Ezra Pound

Io mooed the first years with averted head,
And now drinks Nile water like a god,
Ino in her young days fled pellmell out of Thebes,
Andromeda was offered to a sea-serpent
and respectably married to Perseus,

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The Lord of the Isles: Canto VI.

© Sir Walter Scott

I.

O who, that shared them, ever shall forget

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Memory's Mansion

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

In Memory's Mansion are wonderful rooms,

And I wander about them at will;

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Bold Jack Donohue (3)

© Anonymous

Come all you gallant bushrangers who gallop o'er the plains
Refuse to live in slavery, or wear the convict chains.
Attention pay to what I say, and value if I do
For I will relate the matchless tale of bold Jack Donohue.

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Man In Black

© Sylvia Plath

Where the three magenta
Breakwaters take the shove
And suck of the grey sea

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A Triolet

© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch

To commemorate the virtue of Homoeopathy in restoring one apparently drowned.

  Love, that in a tear was drown'd,

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The Rebel

© Henry Lawson

CALL ME traitor to my country and a rebel to my God.
And the foe of “law and order”, well deserving of the rod,
But I scorn the biassed sentence from the temples of the creed
That was fouled and mutilated by the ministers of greed,
For the strength that I inherit is the strength of Truth and Right;
Lords of earth! I am immortal in the battles cf the night!

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Human Frailty

© William Cowper

Weak and irresolute is man;
The purpose of to-day,
Woven with pains into his plan,
To-morrow rends away.

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Two Pictures

© Roderic Quinn

WE sat by an open window
And hearkened the sounds outside —
The call of a lonely night-bird,
And the croon of a making tide.

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Green Fields And Running Brooks

© James Whitcomb Riley

Ho! green fields and running brooks!
  Knotted strings and fishing-hooks
  Of the truant, stealing down
  Weedy backways of the town.

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Marmion: Canto VI. - The Battle

© Sir Walter Scott

I.

While great events were on the gale,

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The Kalevala - Rune XIII

© Elias Lönnrot

LEMMINIKAINEN'S SECOND WOOING.


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Twilight And Peace

© Roderic Quinn

O GREY and dewy Twilight,
Thou, who comest softly, bringing
Silence sweeter than all music,
Song of bird or mortal singing;

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Hymn To Earth

© Arthur Symons

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There is no airy bridge, no corridor,

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The Legend of the Organ Builder

© Julia Caroline (Ripley) Dorr

Day by day the Organ-Builder in his lonely chamber wrought;

Day by day the soft air trembled to the music of his thought,

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The Prioress’s Tale [from Chaucer]

© William Wordsworth

  "Call up him who left half told
  The story of Cambuscan bold."
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SONNET. Tell me you stars that our affections move

© Henry King

Tell me you stars that our affections move,
Why made ye me that cruell one to love?
Why burnes my heart her scorned sacrifice,
Whose breast is hard as Chrystall, cold as Ice?