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A Friend [2]

© Edgar Albert Guest

A friend is one who takes your hand

And talks a speech you understand

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A Thanksgiving and Prayer for the Nation

© Thomas Traherne

From A Serious and Pathetical Contemplation of the Mercies of God

O Lord, the children of my people are Thy peculiar treasures,

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Anxiety

© Stéphane Mallarme

Her pure nails sprung up exalting their onyx,
Anxiety, this midnight, bearing light, sustains,
In twilight many dreams burnt up by the Phoenix
Whose scattered ashes no sepulchral urn contains

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Agamemnon’s Tomb

© Emma Lazarus

Uplift the ponderous, golden mask of death,

And let the sun shine on him as it did

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A Song

© Archibald Lampman

Oh night and sleep,
Ye are so soft and deep,
I am so weary, come ye soon to me.
Oh hours that creep,
With so much time to weep,
I am so tired, can ye no swifter be?

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Akash Bhara Surya Tara Biswabhara Pran (Translation)

© Rabindranath Tagore

And in Wonder and Amazement I Sing

The sky is full of the sun and the stars

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A Song of Defeat

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

The line breaks and the guns go under,

The lords and the lackeys ride the plain;

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A Riverina Road

© Thomas William Heney

A land of camps where seldom is sojourning,
 Where men like the dim fathers of our race
Halt for a time, and next day, unreturning,
 Fare ever on apace.

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A Maiden

© Sara Teasdale

Oh if I were the velvet rose
Upon the red rose vine,
I'd climb to touch his window
And make his casement fine.

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An Improvisation

© George MacDonald

The stars cleave the sky.
Yet for us they rest,
And their race-course high
Is a shining nest!

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Another Day Of Soldier Life

© Anonymous

Another day of soldier life
Is numbered with the past;
It was not filled with bloody strife,
And did not prove our last.

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At Rheims 23

© Robert Laurence Binyon

Within, the pillars soar to gloom

Lit by the glimmering Rose ;

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A Fragment

© Alfred Austin

Should fickle hands in far-off days

No longer stroke thy hair,

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A Sailor's Song

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

Oh for the breath of the briny deep,
  And the tug of the bellying sail,
  With the sea-gull's cry across the sky
  And a passing boatman's hail.
  For, be she fierce or be she gay,
  The sea is a famous friend alway.

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A Road Song

© Madison Julius Cawein

It's-Oh, for the hills, where the wind's some one

With a vagabond foot that follows!

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A Lament

© Richard Monckton Milnes

I hear them upbraid you,--they mingle your name
With lightness and folly and almost with shame;
And they, who have crouched at the bend of your brow,
With familiar indifference prate of you now.

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At Night

© Sara Teasdale

We are apart; the city grows quiet between us,
She hushes herself, for midnight makes heavy her eyes,
The tangle of traffic is ended, the cars are empty,
Five streets divide us, and on them the moonlight lies.

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An Hymne Of Heavenly Beautie

© Edmund Spenser

Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,
Through contemplation of those goodly sights,
And glorious images in heaven wrought,
Whose wondrous beauty, breathing sweet delights

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Aurora Borealis

© Herman Melville

_Commemorative of the Dissolution of armies at the Peace_

May, 1865

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A Translation From Petrarch

© John Millington Synge

(He is Jealous of the Heavens and the Earth)

What a grudge I am bearing the earth that has its arms about her, and is holding that face away from me, where I was finding peace from great sadness.