Age poems
/ page 2 of 145 /To her Sister Mistress A. B.
© Isabella Whitney
Because I to my brethern wrote and to my sisters two:Good sister Anne, you this might wote, if so I should not doTo you, or ere I parted hence,You vainly had bestowed expence.
Solomon Grundy
© Whitney Adeline Dutton Train
"Solomon GrundyBorn on Monday,Christened on Tuesday,Married on Wednesday,Sick on Thursday,Worse on Friday,Dead on Saturday,Buried on Sunday,This was the endOf Solomon Grundy."
The Planting of the Apple-Tree
© William Cullen Bryant
COME let us plant the apple-tree.
Cleave the tough greensward with the spade;
Man Frail and God Eternal
© Isaac Watts
Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come,Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home.
Upon His Majesty’s Repairing of Paul’s
© Edmund Waller
Scarce suffer'd more upon Melita's shore,Than did his Temple in the sea of Time(Our Nation's Glory, and our Nation's Crime)When the first Monarch of this happy Isle,Mov'd with the ruin of so brave a pile,This work of cost and piety begunTo be accomplish'd by his glorious Son:Who all that came within the ample thoughtOf his wise Sire, has to perfection brought
A Living and Dying Prayer for the Holiest Believer in the World
© Augustus Montague Toplady
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in Thee!Let the Water and the Blood,From thy riven Side which flow'd,Be of Sin the double Cure,Cleanse me from its Guilt and Pow'r.
A Poem, Addressed to the Lord Privy Seal, on the Prospect of Peace
© Thomas Tickell
To The Lord Privy SealContending kings, and fields of death, too long,Have been the subject of the British song
To Virgil, Written at the Request of the Mantuans for the Nineteenth Centenary of Virgil's Death
© Alfred Tennyson
Roman Virgil, thou that singest Ilion's lofty temples robed in fire,Ilion falling, Rome arising, wars, and filial faith, and Dido's pyre;
Locksley Hall Sixty Years After
© Alfred Tennyson
Late, my grandson! half the morning have I paced these sandy tracts,Watch'd again the hollow ridges roaring into cataracts,