Poems begining by A
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Atomyriades
© Piet Hein
Nature, it seems is the popular name
for milliards and milliards and milliards
of particles playing their infinite game
of billiards and billiards and billiards.
A Sigh
© Mathilde Blind
SILENT, I sat within the boat,
The earth and sea were still;
The mist wrapped softly, fold on fold,
O'er wood, and dale, and hill:
A Summer Night
© Matthew Arnold
A world above man's head, to let him see
How boundless might his soul's horizons be,
How vast, yet of what clear transparency!
How it were good to live there, and breathe free;
How fair a lot to fill
Is left to each man still!
All Things Drink
© Anacreon
Fruitful earth drinks up the rain;
Trees from earth drink that again;
The sea drinks the air, the sun
Drinks the sea, and him the moon.
Is it reason then, d'ye think,
I should thirst when all else drink?
Amics Bernart de Ventadorn
© Bernard de Ventadorn
Bernartz, foudatz vos amena,
car aissi vos partetz d'amor,
per cui a om pretz e valor.
"And is love very strong where honour rules?"
© Lesbia Harford
And is love very strong where honour rules?
Would the world ever speak of Lancelot's love
Or Tristram's love had they put honour first?
What would you think if Guinevere had knelt
A Dialogue Betwixt Cordanus And Amoret, On A Lost Heart
© Richard Lovelace
Cord. Distressed pilgrim, whose dark clouded eyes
Speak thee a martyr to love's cruelties,
Whither away?
Amor. What pitying voice I hear,
A Canary At The Farm
© James Whitcomb Riley
Folks has be'n to town, and Sahry
Fetched 'er home a pet canary--,
A Te Deum
© Alfred Austin
Now let me praise the Lord,
The Lord, the Maker of all!
I will praise Him on timbrel and chord;
Will praise Him, whatever befall.
A Satire Against The Citizens Of London
© Henry Howard
London, hast thou accused me
Of breach of laws, the root of strife?
A Cloud In Trousers - epilogue
© Vladimir Mayakovsky
Your thoughts,
dreaming on a softened brain,
like an over-fed lackey on a greasy settee,
with my heart's bloody tatters I'll mock again;
impudent and caustic, I'll jeer to superfluity.
A celle que j'aime
© Nérée Beauchemin
Dans ta mémoire immortelle,
Comme dans le reposoir
D'une divine chapelle,
Pour celui qui t'est fidèle,
Garde l'amour et l'espoir.
An Artist Of The Beautiful
© John Greenleaf Whittier
GEORGE FULLER
Haunted of Beauty, like the marvellous youth
A Song Inscribed To The Fremont Clubs
© John Greenleaf Whittier
BENEATH thy skies, November!
Thy skies of cloud and rain,
An Eclogue From Virgil
© Eugene Field
(The exile Meliboeus finds Tityrus in possession of his own farm,
restored to him by the emperor Augustus, and a conversation ensues. The
poem is in praise of Augustus, peace and pastoral life.)
A Recollection
© Frances Darwin Cornford
MY father's friend came once to tea.
He laughed and talked. He spoke to me.
But in another week they said
That friendly pink-faced man was dead.
