Poems begining by A
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Apprehensions
© Sylvia Plath
There is this white wall, above which the sky creates itself-
Infinite, green, utterly untouchable.
Angels swim in it, and the stars, in indifference also.
They are my medium.
The sun dissolves on this wall, bleeding its lights.
Anecdote For Fathers
© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch
By the late W. W. (of H.M. Inland Revenue Service).
And is it so? Can Folly stalk
A Common Thought
© Henry Timrod
Somewhere on this earthly planet
In the dust of flowers to be,
In the dewdrop, in the sunshine,
Sleeps a solemn day for me.
At Sugar Camp
© Edgar Albert Guest
At Sugar Camp the cook is kind
And laughs the laugh we knew as boys;
A Night In June
© Alfred Austin
Lady! in this night of June
Fair like thee and holy,
Art thou gazing at the moon
That is rising slowly?
I am gazing on her now:
Something tells me, so art thou.
A Song
© Robert Laurence Binyon
For Mercy, Courage, Kindness, Mirth,
There is no measure upon earth.
A Pair Of Lovers In The Street
© Arthur Henry Adams
A PAIR of lovers in the street!
I dare not mock: with reverence meet
A Ballad Of The Heather
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
We spent a day together,
One day of all our lives,
Of love in cloudless weather--
Such only youth contrives--
One day in the red heather,
Alone with our two lives.
A Word To Two Young Ladies
© Robert Bloomfield
WHEN tender Rose-trees first receive
On half-expanded Leaves, the Shower;
Hope's gayest pictures we believe,
And anxious watch each coining flower.
Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats
© Walt Whitman
AH poverties, wincings, and sulky retreats!
Ah you foes that in conflict have overcome me!
Appreciation
© Thomas Bailey Aldrich
TO the sea-shells spiral round
T is your heart that brings the sound:
The soft sea-murmurs that you hear
Within, are captured from your ear.
At Senlis Once
© Edmund Blunden
How comely it was and how reviving,
When with clay and with death no longer striving
Down firm roads we came to houses
With women chattering and green grass thriving.
Anecdote For Fathers
© William Wordsworth
I HAVE a boy of five years old;
His face is fair and fresh to see;
His limbs are cast in beauty's mold
And dearly he loves me.
An Elegy Upon The Death Of Dr. Donne, Dean Of Paul's
© Thomas Carew
Here lies a king, that rul'd as he thought fit
The universal monarchy of wit;
Here lie two flamens, and both those, the best,
Apollo's first, at last, the true God's priest.
A Child's Evening Prayer
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
God grant me grace my prayers to say:
O God! preserve my mother dear
In strength and health for many a year;
An Hour
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Together by bright water
We sat, my love and I.
Light as a skimming swallow
The perfect hour went by
An Evening Guest
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
IF, in the silence of this lonely eve,
With the street lamp pale flickering on the wall,
An angel were to whisper me, "Believe--
It shall be given thee. Call!"--whom should I call?
