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A Vision of Poesy - Part 01

© Henry Timrod

In a far country, and a distant age,
Ere sprites and fays had bade farewell to earth,
A boy was born of humble parentage;
The stars that shone upon his lonely birth
Did seem to promise sovereignty and fame -
Yet no tradition hath preserved his name.

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A Mountain Spring

© Henry Kendall

Peace hath an altar there. The sounding feet

Of thunder and the wildering wings of rain

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A Wild Rose

© Alfred Austin

The first wild rose in wayside hedge,
This year I wandering see,
I pluck, and send it as a pledge,
My own Wild Rose, to Thee.

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Ausonius Lib. I. Epig.

© Richard Lovelace

Thesauro invento qui limina mortis inibat,
  Liquit ovans laqueum, quo periturus erat;
At qui, quod terrae abdiderat, non repperit aurum,
  Quem laqueum invenit nexuit, et periit.

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A Wife's Grief Because Of Her Husband's Absence

© Confucius

The falcon swiftly seeks the north,
  And forest gloom that sent it forth.
  Since I no more my husband see,
  My heart from grief is never free.
  O how is it, I long to know,
  That he, my lord, forgets me so?

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A Grecian Thunder-Storm

© Richard Monckton Milnes

The Thunder came not with one awful pulse,
When the wide Heaven seems quaking to its heart,
But in a current of tumultuous noise,
Crash upon crash,--a multitudinous clang

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Affliction (I)

© George Herbert

When first thou didst entice to thee my heart,
  I thought the service brave;
So many joyes I writ down for my part,
  Besides what I might have
Out of my stock of naturall delights,
Augmented with thy gracious benefits.

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A Miller, His Son, And Their Ass

© Anne Kingsmill Finch

THO' to Antiquity the Praise we yield
Of pleasing Arts; and Fable's earli'st Field
Own to be fruitful Greece; yet not so clean
Those Ears were reap'd, but still there's some to glean;
And from the Lands of vast Invention come
Daily new Authors, with Discov'ries home.

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A Child's Amaze

© Walt Whitman

SILENT and amazed, even when a little boy,
I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his
  statements,
As contending against some being or influence.

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Aubade

© William Shakespeare

HARK! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced flowers that lies;

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A Lover's Complaint

© William Shakespeare

FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded
A plaintful story from a sistering vale,
My spirits to attend this double voice accorded,
And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale;

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A Lay Of Old Time

© John Greenleaf Whittier

One morning of the first sad Fall,
Poor Adam and his bride
Sat in the shade of Eden's wall--
But on the outer side.

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A Fairy Song

© William Shakespeare

Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!

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Approaching The Veil, Scientifically

© Belinda Subraman

Eyes like stars sparkle and die
and cycle into new stars, new eyes.

The answer is outside our window.

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Aethra

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

It is a sweet tradition, with a soul

Of tenderest pathos! Hearken, love!-for all

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adventure

© Rg Gregory

just as the dusk comes hooting
down through the shivering black leaves
of the swinging trees we (the brave ones
swaggering like marshalls through a lynch-mob)
crash-bang our way to the door
of the so-called haunted house

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A Poetical Epistle To Sir William Bennet, Bart. of Grubbat

© James Thomson

My trembling muse your honour does address,

That it's a bold attempt most humbly I confess;

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An Olde Lyric

© Horace Smith

I.

Oh, saw ye my own true love, I praye,

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A Christmas Carol

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

THREE DAMSELS in the queen’s chamber,
  The queen’s mouth was most fair;
She spake a word of God’s mother
  As the combs went in her hair.
  Mary that is of might,
  Bring us to thy Son’s sight.

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An Elegy on Parting

© James Thomson

It was a sad, ay 'twas a sad farewell,
I still afresh the pangs of parting feel;
Against my breast my heart impatient beat,
And in deep sighs bemoan'd its cruel fate;