All Poems
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Change
© Muriel Stuart
CHANGE shall accustom me in after years
To kingdom's builded on life's overthrow;
Confederate Memorial Day
© Anonymous
The marching armies of the past
Along our Southern plains,
Are sleeping now in quiet rest
Beneath the Southern rains.
By The Seaside : The Secret Of The Sea
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
As I gaze upon the sea!
All the old romantic legends,
All my dreams, come back to me.
The Passing Of A Heart
© James Whitcomb Riley
O touch me with your hands--
For pity's sake!
My brow throbs ever on with such an ache
As only your cool touch may take away;
And so, I pray
You, touch me with your hands!
To The Young
© John Hay
Letyour feet not falter, your course not alter
By golden apples, till victory's won!
The sword's sharp clangor, the dart's shrill anger,
Swerve not the hero thundering on.
The Lepers Betrothed
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
To clasp his spirit undefiled, my spirit leaped beneath my hand,
He said no sad reproach to me, but only, "Love, I understand."
O coward my eyes that would not see, held slaves 'neath closing finger-tips;
O coward my flesh that would not let my spirit's whisper through your lips.
The Sun Has Wept Rose
© Arthur Rimbaud
The sun has wept rose in the shell of your ears,
The world has rolled white from your back,
Your thighs:
The sea has stained rust at the crimson of your breasts,
And Man had bled black at your sovereign side.
Pictured
© Madison Julius Cawein
This is the face of her
I've dreamed of long;
Here in my heart's despair,
This is the face of her
Pictured in song.
Everybody's Makin' It Big But Me
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Elvis he's a hero he's a superstar
And I hear that Paul McCartney drives a Rolls Royse car
And Dylan sings for millions
And I just sing for free
Sancho Sanchez
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Sancho Sanchez lay a--dying in the house of Mariquita,
For his life ebbed with the ebbing of the red wound in his side.
And he lay there as they left him when he came from the Corrida
In his gold embroidered jacket and his red cloak and his pride.
The Easy Dignity Of The Officers At Some Court
© Confucius
Arrayed in skins of lamb or sheep,
With five silk braidings all of white,
From court they go, to take their meal,
All self-possessed, with spirits light.
The Beautiful Blue Danube
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
They drift down the hall together;
He smiles in her lifted eyes;
Like waves of that mighty river,
The strains of the "Danube" rise.
Sir Macklin
© William Schwenck Gilbert
Of all the youths I ever saw
None were so wicked, vain, or silly,
So lost to shame and Sabbath law,
As worldly TOM, and BOB, and BILLY.
The Faithful Few: An Ode
© William Hamilton
While Pow'r triumphant bears unrival'd Sway,
Propt by the Aid of all-prevailing Gold;
While bold Corruption blasts the Face of Day,
And Men, in Herds, are offer'd to be sold;
Select, Urania, from the venal Throng,
The Faithful Few, to grace the deathless Song!
Rondel. (From The Duke Of Orleans)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Hence away, begone, begone,
Carking care and melancholy!
Some Songs After Master Singers
© James Whitcomb Riley
A little maid, of summers four--
Did you compute her years,--
And yet how infinitely more
To me her age appears:
Life And Death
© Sri Aurobindo
Life, death, - death, life; the words have led for ages
Our thought and consciousness and firmly seemed
Two opposites; but now long-hidden pages
Are opened, liberating truths undreamed.
Life only is, or death is life disguised, -
Life a short death until by Life we are surprised.
Sonnett - XXVI
© James Russell Lowell
TO J.R. GIDDINGS
Giddings, far rougher names than thine have grown
O Fons Bandusae
© Henry Austin Dobson
O BABBLING Spring, than glass more clear,
Worthy of wreath and cup sincere,
