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Among the Hills

© John Greenleaf Whittier

Through Sandwich notch the west-wind sang
Good morrow to the cotter;
And once again Chocoruas horn
Of shadow pierced the water.

At The Top Of My Voice - First Prelude

© Vladimir Mayakovsky

My most respected

comrades of posterity!

It was clear that poor Richard was out of the running,
His mortification he could not disguise.
She flirted with Edward, the company shunning,
Soul leaping to soul through their eloquent eyes.
Devotion of years had he lavished in vain,
But the luck took a turn when Ted trod on her train.

An Ode : While From Our Looks, Fair Nymph, You Guess

© Matthew Prior

While from our looks, fair nymph, you guess
The secret passions of our mind;
My heavy eyes, you say, confess
A heart to love and grief inclined.

Ardella

© Langston Hughes

I would liken you
To a night without stars
Were it not for your eyes.
I would liken you
To a sleep without dreams
Were it not for your songs.

A Similitude

© Charles Harpur

FAIR as the nightwhen all the astral fires

Of heaven are burning in the clear expanse,

Among School Children

© William Butler Yeats

I WALK through the long schoolroom questioning;

A kind old nun in a white hood replies;

A Shamrock From The Irish Shore

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

O postman! speed thy tardy gait-

Go quicker round from door to door;

Amities

© Ezra Pound

You wore the same quite correct clothing,
You took no pleasure at all in my triumphs,
You had the same old air of condescension
Mingled with a curious fear
That I, myself, might have enjoyed them.
Te Voilel, mon Bourrienne, you also shall be immortal.

A Tardy Apology

© Eugene Field

You ask me, friend,
Why I don't send
The long since due-and-paid-for numbers;
Why, songless, I
As drunken lie
Abandoned to Lethean slumbers.

A Prologue

© John Le Gay Brereton

While to the clarion blown by Marlowes breath

Tall Tragedy tramped by in hues of death,

All All And All

© Dylan Thomas

All all and all the dry worlds lever,
Stage of the ice, the solid ocean,
All from the oil, the pound of lava.
City of spring, the governed flower,
Turns in the earth that turns the ashen
Towns around on a wheel of fire.

A M. Charles Nodier

© Aloysius Bertrand

L'homme est un balancier qui frappe une monnaie à son
coin. La quadruple porte l'empreinte de l'empereur,
la médaille du pape, le jeton du fou.

A Roar Through The Tall Twin Elm-Trees

A roar thro' the tall twin elm-trees
The mustering storm betrayed:
The South-wind seized the willow
That over the water swayed.

A Farewell To America to Mrs. S. W.

Adieu, New-England's smiling meads,
Adieu, the flow'ry plain:
I leave thine op'ning charms, O spring,
And tempt the roaring main.

A Year's Courtship

© Henry Timrod

I saw her, Harry, first, in March -
You know the street that leadeth down
By the old bridge's crumbling arch? -
Just where it leaves the dusty town

A Flower. Painted By Simon Varelst

When famed Varelst this little wonder drew,
Flora vouchsafed the growing works to view;
Finding the painter's science at a stand,
The goddess snatch'd the pencil from his hand,
And finishing the piece, she smiling said,
Behold one work of mine that ne'er shall fade.