All Poems
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Western Camps
© Roderic Quinn
THREE men stood with their glasses lifted,
Night was around them and flaring lamps:
"Here's to the tried and true and sifted;
Here's to the flotsam tossed and drifted;
In Early Spring
© Alice Meynell
O Spring, I know thee! Seek for sweet surprise
In the young children's eyes.
The Wild Kangaroo
© Henry Kendall
The rain-clouds have gone to the deep -
The East like a furnace doth glow;
Address To The Unco Guid
© Robert Burns
My Son, these maxims make a rule,
An' lump them aye thegither;
The Rigid Righteous is a fool,
The Rigid Wise anither:
The Happy Man
© Gilbert Keith Chesterton
To teach the grey earth like a child,
To bid the heavens repent,
I only ask from Fate the gift
Of one man well content.
The Maid Of Ocram, Or, Lord Gregory
© John Clare
When you did change your ring for mine
My yielding heart to win,
Though mine was of the beaten gold
Yours but of burnished tin,
Though mine was all true love without,
Yours but false love within?
The Riddle of the Dinosaur
© Bert Leston Taylor
Behold the mighty dinosaur,
Famous in prehistoric lore,
Der Tabak
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
Dich, Tabak, lobt der Medikus,
Weil uns dein fleissiger Genuss
An Zahn und Augen wohl kurieret,
Und Schleim und Kolster von uns fuehret.
Verses Addressed To My Two Nephews
© Helen Maria Williams
Resolve to feel that best delight
Reserv'd for those who live aright:
And thus, dear Boys! your tribute pay;
Thus consecrate SAINT HELEN'S DAY!
A Mother Gazes Upon Her Daughter
© Henry Timrod
Is she not lovely! Oh! when, long ago,
My own dead mother gazed upon my face,
As I stood blushing near in bridal snow,
I had not half her beauty and her grace.
Night-Bound.
© Robert Crawford
Comes the night that brings me rest,
Comes the dark that folds me in
This of all my nights the best,
Nights of virtue, nights of sin.
Solcata Ho Fronte
© Ugo Foscolo
Solcata ho fronte, occhi incavati intenti,
Crin fulvo, emunte guance, ardito aspetto,
Labbro tumido acceso, e tersi denti,
Capo chino, bel collo, e largo petto;
For Scotland
© Robert Fuller Murray
Beyond the Cheviots and the Tweed,
Beyond the Firth of Forth,
My memory returns at speed
To Scotland and the North.
The Merchant Ship
© Henry Kendall
The Sun oer the waters was throwing
In the freshness of morning its beams;
The Ballad Of The Solemn Ass
© Henry Van Dyke
Recited at the Century Club, New York: Twelfth Night. 1906
Come all ye good Centurions and wise men of the times,
The Spirea
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
OF all the subtle fires of earth
Which rise in form of spring-time flowers,
Oh, say if aught of purer birth
Is nursed by suns and showers
The Puzzle is no Puzzle
© James Merrill
A card table in the library stands ready
To receive the puzzle which keeps never coming.
Good Counsel of Chaucer
© Geoffrey Chaucer
Flee from the press, and dwell with soothfastness;
Suffice thee thy good, though it be small;
