Poems begining by A
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A Royal Princess
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
I, a princess, king-descended, decked with jewels, gilded, drest,
Would rather be a peasant with her baby at her breast,
For all I shine so like the sun, and am purple like the west.
A Fear
© George MacDonald
O Mother Earth, I have a fear
Which I would tell to thee-
Softly and gently in thine ear
When the moon and we are three.
A Song In The Night: I would I were an angel strong,
© George MacDonald
I would I were an angel strong,
An angel of the sun, hasting along!
A Fable
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl,
A Hawk, a Canary, an old Marsh-Fowl,
One day all meet together
To hold a caucus and settle the fate
A Souless Singer
© Alfred Austin
Hail! throstle, by thy ringing voice descried,
Not by the wanderings of the tuneless wing!
Now once again where forkëd boughs divide,
Lost in green leafage thou dost perch and sing:
Trilling, shrilling, far and wide,
``It is Spring.''
A Symbol
© Mathilde Blind
Nay-but consider, though we change and die,
If men must pass shall Man not still remain?
As the unnumbered drops of summer rain
Whose changing particles unchanged on high,
Fixed, in perpetual motion, yet maintain
The mystic bow emblazoned on the sky.
A Cavaliers Toast
© Madison Julius Cawein
Some drink to Friendship, some to Love,--
Through whom the world is fair, perdie!--
But I to one these others prove,
Who leaps 'mid lions for a glove,
Or dies to set another free--
I drink to Loyalty.
Anadyomene
© Sara Teasdale
The wide, bright temple of the world I found,
And entered from the dizzy infinite
That I might kneel and worship thee in it;
Agassiz
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I stand again on the familiar shore,
And hear the waves of the distracted sea
A Prouder Man Than You
© Henry Lawson
If you fancy that your people came of better stock than mine,
If you hint of higher breeding by a word or by a sign,
If you're proud because of fortune or the clever things you do -
Then I'll play no second fiddle: I'm a prouder man than you!
A Twilight Song
© Alfred Austin
Why, rapturous bird, though shades of night
Muffle the leaves and swathe the lawn,
Singest thou still with all thy might,
As though 'twere noon, as though 'twere dawn?
Silence darkens on vale and hill,
But thou, unseen, art singing still.
An Unanswerable Apology For The Rich.
© Mary Barber
All--bounteous Heav'n, Castalio cries,
With bended Knees, and lifted Eyes,
When shall I have the Pow'r to bless,
And raise up Merit in Distress?
Audley Court
© Alfred Tennyson
The Bull, the Fleece are crammd, and not a room
For love or money. Let us picnic there
At Audley Court.
An Unfinished Poem
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
All night I've heard the marsh-frog's croak,
The jay's rude matins now prevail,
At The Ships Rail
© Harriet Monroe
The blue sea bends to the ship
Like a dancer with skirts of lace
Wide diaphanous laces that curl and dip
In the ardent wind's embrace.
Autumn Eve
© Arthur Maquarie
The yellow poplar leaves have strown
Thy quiet mound, thou slumberest
Where winter's winds will be unknown;
So deep thy rest,
So deep thy rest.
Australia's Vision
© Roderic Quinn
ALL still! and, high above, the sun
In cloudless, golden reign
A mirage in the quivering west
A horseman on the plain!
A Summer Noon
© James Thomson
'Tis raging noon; and, vertical, the sun
Darts on the head direct his forceful rays.
