Poems begining by A
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A Day in Sussex
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
The dove did lend me wings. I fled away
From the loud world which long had troubled me.
An Anniversary
© Ada Cambridge
AS flower to sun its drop of dew
Gives from its crystal cup,
So I, as morning gift to you,
This poor verse offer up.
II.
A Re-Assurance
© Archibald Lampman
With what doubting eyes, oh sparrow,
Thou regardest me,
Underneath yon spray of yarrow,
Dipping cautiously.
Address To A Haggis
© Robert Burns
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o' the puddin-race!
An Oregon Message
© William Stafford
When we first moved here, pulled
the trees in around us, curled
Antaeus: [A Fragment]
© Wilfred Owen
So neck to stubborn neck, and obstinate knee to knee,
Wrestled those two; and peerless Heracles
Could not prevail, nor get at any vantage…
So those huge hands that, small, had snapped great snakes,
"A Widow in Black..."
© Anna Akhmatova
A widow in black -- the crying fall
Covers all hearts with a depressing cloud...
While her man's words are clearly recalled,
She will not stop her lamentations loud.
An Imitation Of Some French Verses
© Thomas Parnell
Relentless Time! destroying Pow'r
Whom Stone and Brass obey,
A Thousand Martyrs I Have Made
© Aphra Behn
A thousand Martyrs I have made,
All sacrific'd to my desire;
A thousand Beauties have betray'd,
That languish in resistless Fire.
The untam'd Heart to hand I brought,
And fixt the wild and wandring Thought.
August
© Edith Nesbit
LEAVE me alone, for August's sleepy charm
Is on me, and I will not break the spell;
My head is on the mighty Mother's arm:
I will not ask if life goes ill or well.
There is no world!--I do not care to know
Whence aught has come, nor whither it shall go.
Aeneid
© Virgil
THE ARGUMENT.- Turnus takes advantage of AEneas's absence,
fires some of his ships (which are transformed into sea nymphs),
and assaults his camp. The Trojans, reduc'd to the last extremities,
send Nisus and Euryalus to recall AEneas; which furnishes the
poet with that admirable episode of their friendship, generosity, and
the conclusion of their adventures.
Aunt Sally Speaks
© Kenneth Allott
Who have been educated out of naive responses,
The hoodoo of love, the cinderella of class
Knowing that everywhere man has the same clock face,
the same moody defences
A Storm in the Mountains
© Charles Harpur
Portentous silence! Time keeps breathing past
Yet it continues! May this marvel last?
This wild weird silence in the midst of gloom
So manifestly big with latent doom?
Tingles the boding ear; and up the glens
Instinctive dread comes howling from the wild-dogs dens.
A Persian Apologue
© Henry Austin Dobson
Melek the sultan, tired and wan,
Nodded at noon on the divan.
At a High Ceremony
© Robert Fuller Murray
Not the proudest damsel here
Looks so well as doth my dear.
All the borrowed light of dress
Outshining not her loveliness,
An Elegy on a Lap-dog
© John Gay
Shock's fate I mourn; poor Shock is now no more,
Ye Muses mourn, ye chamber-maids deplore.
Attente (Expectation)
© Victor Marie Hugo
Monte, écureuil, monte au grand chêne,
Sur la branche des cieux prochaine,
A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XII
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Dear royal France! I fix the happy year
At forty--seven, because that Christmas--tide
There passed through Pau the Duke of Montpensier,
Fresh from his nuptials with his Spanish bride;
