Poems begining by A
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Adam’s Curse
© William Butler Yeats
We sat grown quiet at the name of love;
We saw the last embers of daylight die,
And in the trembling blue-green of the sky
A moon, worn as if it had been a shell
Washed by time’s waters as they rose and fell
About the stars and broke in days and years.
A Farewell To My Youth
© France Preseren
O happier half of days decreed to me,
My early years, so soon you passed away:
A Shropshire Lad I: From Clee to heaven the beacon burns
© Alfred Edward Housman
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns,
The shires have seen it plain,
From north and south the sign returns
And beacons burn again.
Amor Mundi
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
“Oh where are you going with your love-locks flowing
On the west wind blowing along this valley track?”
“The downhill path is easy, come with me an it please ye,
We shall escape the uphill by never turning back.”
Aos capitulares do seu tempo
© Gregorio de Matos Guerra
Anossa Sé da Bahia,
com ser um mapa de festas,
A Winter Piece
© William Cullen Bryant
The time has been that these wild solitudes,
Yet beautiful as wild, were trod by me
Oftener than now; and when the ills of life
Had chafed my spirit--when the unsteady pulse
All Souls' Night
© William Butler Yeats
MIDNIGHT has come, and the great Christ Church Bell
And may a lesser bell sound through the room;
Alone, Looking For Blossoms Along The River
© Du Fu
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable,
And nowhere to complain - I've gone half crazy.
I look up our southern neighbor. But my friend in wine
Gone ten days drinking. I find only an empty bed.
Amaze
© Adelaide Crapsey
I know
Not these my hands
And yet I think there was
A woman like me once had hands
Like these.
A Monumental Column : A Funeral Elegy
© John Webster
To The Right Honourable Sir Robert Carr, Viscount Rochester, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Garter, and One Of His Majesty's Most Honourable Privy Council.
The greatest of the kingly race is gone,
A Dream
© Thomas Parnell
& then With raptures in her mouth she fled
the Cloud (for on a cloud she seemd to tread)
its curles unfolded & around her spread
My downy rest the warmth of fancy broke
& when my thoughts grew settled thus I spoke
Angellicas Lament
© Aphra Behn
Had I remained in innocent security,
I should have thought all men were born my slaves,
A Dialogue between Caliban and Ariel
© John Fuller
Ar. Now you have been taught words and I am free,
My pine struck open, your thick tongue untied,
And bells call out the music of the sea.
A Display of Mackerel
© Mark Doty
They lie in parallel rows,
on ice, head to tail,
each a foot of luminosity
Against Gregariousness
© Clive James
Facing the wind, the hovering stormy petrels
Tap-dance on the water.
They pluck the tuna hatchlings
As Pavlova, had she been in a tearing hurry,
Might once have picked up pearls
From a broken necklace.
A Letter From Palestine
© Alice Guerin Crist
A letter from The East it came today,
And all the house is lightened of its gloom:
A Pastoral Ballad. In Four Parts
© William Shenstone
Arbusta humilesque myrciae. ~ Virg.
Explanation.
Groves and lovely shrubs.
A Sculptor
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
As the ambitious sculptor, tireless, lifts
Chisel and hammer to the block at hand,
Before my half-formed character I stand
And ply the shining tools of mental gifts.
