All Poems

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The Revolt Of Islam: Canto I-XII

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

There is no danger to a man, that knows
What life and death is: there's not any law
Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful
That he should stoop to any other law.
-Chapman.

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The Summons

© John Greenleaf Whittier

MY ear is full of summer sounds,

Of summer sights my languid eye;

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Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ]

© William Wordsworth

  What wonder, then, if, to a mind so far
Perverted, even the visible Universe
Fell under the dominion of a taste 
Less spiritual, with microscopic view
Was scanned, as I had scanned the moral world?

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The Youthful Quest

© George Meredith

His Lady queen of woods to meet,
He wanders day and night:
The leaves have whisperings discreet,
The mossy ways invite.

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Influence of Natural Objects

© William Wordsworth

In Calling Forth and Strengthening the Imagination

in Boyhood and Early Youth

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The Sign

© Frederic Manning

We are here in a wood of little beeches:  

And the leaves are like black lace  

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Ivy Hall

© William Barnes

If I've a-stream'd below a storm,

  An' not a-velt the raïn,

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To John Keats

© James Henry Leigh Hunt

'Tis well you think me truly one of those,
Whose sense discerns the loveliness of things;
For surely as I feel the bird that sings
Behind the leaves, or dawn as it up grows,

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June On The Merrimac

© John Greenleaf Whittier

O dwellers in the stately towns,
What come ye out to see?
This common earth, this common sky,
This water flowing free?

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Mientras Muere La Tarde...

© Ramon Lopez Velarde

Noble señora de provincia: unidos
En el viejo balcón que ve al poniente,
Hablamos tristemente, largamente,
De dichas muertas y de tiempos idos.

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Bigtime

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Hey dragged up my holly and I pull it to a town for the bigtime
Hey rig down the road I tore 'em down I'm a bigtime
I wheeled right in them swinging doors
Out through the window with half of that store

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Shearers Dream

© Henry Lawson

O I dreamt I shore in a shearing shed and it was a dream of joy
For every one of the rouseabouts was a girl dressed up as a boy
Dressed up like a page in a pantomime the prettiest ever seen
They had flaxen hair they had coal black hair and every shade between

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An Incident In A Railroad Car

© James Russell Lowell

He spoke of Burns: men rude and rough
  Pressed round to hear the praise of one
Whose heart was made of manly, simple stuff,
  As homespun as their own.

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Street Scene—Little Lonsdale St.

© Lesbia Harford

I wish you'd seen that dirty little boy,

Finger at nose,

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My Garden—like the Beach

© Emily Dickinson

My Garden—like the Beach—
Denotes there be—a Sea—
That's Summer—
Such as These—the Pearls
She fetches—such as Me

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Carmen

© Madison Julius Cawein

  Some still night in Seville; the street,
  _Candilejo_; two shadows meet--
  Flash sabres; crossed within the moon,--
  Clash rapidly--a dead dragoon.

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Fatality

© Rubén Dario

The tree is happy because it is scarcely sentient;
the hard rock is happier still, it feels nothing:
there is no pain as great as being alive,
no burden heavier than that of conscious life.

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Sonnet : From The Italian Of Cavalcanti

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

GUIDO CAVALCANTI TO DANTE ALIGHIERI:
Returning from its daily quest, my Spirit
Changed thoughts and vile in thee doth weep to find:
It grieves me that thy mild and gentle mind

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Mother Of Nations - Why?

© Albert Durrant Watson

Does the Mother of Nations draw the sword
To rescue her children oppressed ?
They have all that the richest lands afford;
They sit content at an ample board
As safe as a bird in its nest.

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"When my lover put the sea between us"

© Lesbia Harford

When my lover put the sea between us
And went wandering in Italy
My poor silly heart miscalled his journey—
"Leaving me".