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Nine Miles from Gundagai (2)
© Anonymous
I've done my share of shearing sheep,
Of droving and all that;
Ortygia
© Jessie Mackay
IN Ortygia the Dawn land the old gods dwell,
And the silvers yet a-quiver on the old wizard well
The Burgher's Battle
© William Morris
Thick rise the spear-shafts oer the land
That erst the harvest bore;
The Passions that We Fought With
© Trumbull Stickney
The passions that we fought with and subdued
Never quite die. In some maimed serpent's coil
They lurk, ready to spring and vindicate
That power was once our torture and our lord.
Olney Hymn 38: Looking Upwards In A Storm
© William Cowper
God of my life, to Thee I call,
Afflicted at Thy feet I fall;
When the great water-floods prevail,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail!
En la muerte de un poeta (With English Translation)
© Rubén Dario
El pensador llegó a la barca negra:
y le vieron hundirse
en las brumas del lago del Misterio,
los ojos de los Cisnes.
To Time
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Time, Time, who choosest
All in the end well;
Who severely refusest
Fames upon trumpets blown
Loud for a day, and alone
Makest truth to excel:
Bread
© Jones Very
Long do we live upon the husks of corn,
While 'neath untasted lie the kernels still,
Despondency -- An Ode
© Robert Burns
Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,
A burden more than I can bear,
Two Views Of It
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
BEFORE the daybreak, in the murky night
My chanticleer, half dreaming, sees the light
Stream from my window on his perch below,
And taking it for dawn he needs must crow.
To The Republicans Of North America
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
I.
Brothers! between you and me
Whirlwinds sweep and billows roar:
Yet in spirit oft I see
The Ape, the Monkey, and Baboon
© Thomas Weelkes
The ape, the monkey and baboon did meet,
And breaking of their fast in Friday street,
Two of them swore together solemnly
In their three natures was a sympathy.
Recalling War
© Robert Graves
Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean,
The track aches only when the rain reminds.
The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood
The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm.
Rubaiyat 02
© Shams al-Din Hafiz
Pick up the joy giving wine and come hither.
Temptations of mean foes decline and come hither.
Dont listen to the one who says sit down and stay;
Listen to me, pick up the line and come hither.
Flowers
© Madison Julius Cawein
Oh, why for us the blighted bloom!
The blossom that lies withering!
The Master of Life's changeless loom
Hath wrought for us no changeless thing.
The Haystack in the Woods
© William Morris
Had she come all the way for this,
To part at last without a kiss?
Yea, had she borne the dirt and rain
That her own eyes might see him slain
Beside the haystack in the floods?
Will, The Maniac
© Washington Allston
HARK! what wild sound is on the breeze?
'Tis Will, at evening fall
Who sings to yonder waving trees
That shade his prison wall.
