All Poems
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Anticipation
© Madison Julius Cawein
Windy the sky and mad;
Surly the gray March day;
Bleak the forests and sad,
Sad for the beautiful May.
The Stars.
© Arthur Henry Adams
THE terrible tranquillity of space!
My soul shrinks back in sudden doubt. I fear
The myriad eyes that through the ether peer,
And chill the arrogance that dared to trace
Bigger Than His Dad
© Edgar Albert Guest
He has heard his country calling, and has fallen into line,
And he's doing something bigger than his daddy ever did;
He has caught a greater vision than the finest one of mine,
And I know to-day I'm prouder of than sorry for the kid.
The Trail-Makers
© Henry Herbert Knibbs
North and west along the coast among the misty islands,
Sullen in the grip of night and smiling in the day:
Parable Of The Madman
© Friedrich Nietzsche
Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning
hours,
At The Seaside
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
O SOLITARY shining sea
That ripples in the sun,
O gray and melancholy sea,
O'er which the shadows run;
Angered Reason
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Angered Reason walked with me
A street so squat, unshapen, bald,
So blear--windowed and grimy--walled,
So dismal--doored, it seemed to be
Sun and Moon
© George MacDonald
First came the red-eyed sun as I did wake;
He smote me on the temples and I rose,
Alma En Pena
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
¿Por qué, Fuensanta mía,
si mi pasión de ayer está ya muerta
y en tu rostro se anuncia los estragos
de la vejez temida que se acerca,
tu boca es una invitación al beso
como lo fue en lejanas primaveras?
Truth
© John Kenyon
"Truth may lie fossil in some cave, no doubt;
But 'twere a mad success to win her out." Rhymed Plea for Tolerance.
Deep In the Quiet Wood
© James Weldon Johnson
Are you bowed down in heart?
Do you but hear the clashing discords and the din of life?
Then come away, come to the peaceful wood,
Here bathe your soul in silence. Listen! Now,
Crazed
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
'The Spring again hath started on the course
Wherein she seeketh Summer thro' the Earth.
I will arise and go upon my way.
It may be that the leaves of Autumn hid
His footsteps from me; it may be the snows.
A Christmas Carol
© Charles Kingsley
It chanced upon the merry merry Christmas eve,
I went sighing past the church across the moorland dreary-
" No more now with jealous complaining"
© Robert Laurence Binyon
No more now with jealous complaining
Shall you be vext; nor I with fears
Torture my heart: my heart is secure now,
And laughs at follies of former tears.
Dumb-Bells
© John Crowe Ransom
DUMB-BELLS left, dumb-bells right,
Swing them hard, grip them tight!
Thirty fat men of the town
Must sweat their filthy paunches down.
Dripping sweat and pumping blood
They try to make themselves like God.
Daniel Boone
© Stephen Vincent Benet
When Daniel Boone goes by, at night,
The phantom deer arise
And all lost, wild America
Is burning in their eyes.
A Wish
© Samuel Rogers
Mine be a cot beside the hill,
A bee-hive's hum shall sooth my ear;
A willowy brook, that turns a mill,
With many a fall shall linger near.
