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An Australian Symphony

© George Essex Evans

Not as the songs of other lands

Her song shall be,

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A Poet's Epitaph

© William Wordsworth

Art thou a Statist in the van
Of public conflicts trained and bred?
-First learn to love one living man;
'Then' may'st thou think upon the dead.

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Alone

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Blessings there are of cradle and of clan,
  Blessings that fall of priests' and princes' hands;
  But never blessing full of lives and lands,
Broad as the blessing of a lonely man.

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A Play Festival In Ogden Park

© Harriet Monroe

Oh gay and shining June time!

Oh meadow brave and bright,

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Again

© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

JUST to live under green leaves and see them
Just to lie under low stars and watch them wane,
Just to sleep by a kind heart and know it loving
  Again–

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A Meaning Learnt

© Lesbia Harford

I'm not his wife. I am his paramour:
His wayside love, picked up in journeying:
Rose of the hedgerows; fragrant, till he fling
Me down beside the ditch, a drooped thing
Some country boy may stick into his hat.
A paramour has no more use than that.

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A Pause Of Thought

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

I looked for that which is not, nor can be,
 And hope deferred made my heart sick in truth:
 But years must pass before a hope of youth
 Is resigned utterly.

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An Autumn Picture

© Alfred Austin

Now round red roofs stand russet stacks arow:

Homeward from gleaning in the stubbly wheat,

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Autumnal

© Katharine Tynan

THE Autumn leaves are dying quietly,
Scarlet and orange, underfoot they lie;
  They had their youth and prime
  And now's the dying time;
Alas, alas, the young, the beloved, must die!

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"As a White Stone..."

© Anna Akhmatova

As a white stone in the well's cool deepness,
There lays in me one wonderful remembrance.
I am not able and don't want to miss this:
It is my torture and my utter gladness.

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A Grievance

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

Wen de snow 's a-fallin'

  An' de win' is col'.

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A Desolate Shore

© William Ernest Henley

A desolate shore,
The sinister seduction of the Moon,
The menace of the irreclaimable Sea.

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A Marriage-Table

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

THERE was a marriage-table where One sate,
Haply, unnoticed, till they craved His aid:
Thenceforward does it seem that He has made
All virtuous marriage-tables consecrate:

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An Invite, to Eternity

© John Clare



Wilt thou go with me, sweet maid,

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A Ballad Of The Mulberry Road

© Ezra Pound

Her earrings are made of pearl,
Her underskirt is of green pattern-silk,
Her overskirt is the same silk dyed in purple,
And when men going by look on Rafu
They set down their burdens,
They stand and twirl their moustaches.

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A Greek Scolion, Or Song

© Henry James Pye

By CALLISTRATUS, On HARMODIUS and ARISTOGEITON

In myrtle wreaths my sword I bear,

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A New Madrigal To An Old Melody

© Alfred Noyes

(It is supposed that Shadow-of-a-Leaf uses the word "clear" in a

more ancient sense of "beautiful.")

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Adjustment

© John Greenleaf Whittier

The tree of Faith its bare, dry boughs must shed

That nearer heaven the living ones may climb;

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A Stream’s Singing

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

O HOW beautiful is Morning!
How the sunbeams strike the daisies,
And the kingcups fill the meadow
Like a golden-shielded army

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A Mountain Gateway

© Bliss William Carman

I know a vale where I would go one day,
When June comes back and all the world once more
Is glad with summer. Deep in shade it lies
A mighty cleft between the bosoming hills,
A cool dim gateway to the mountains' heart.