Anniversary poems

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Written For My Son To His Master, On The Anniversary Of The Battle Of The Boyne.

© Mary Barber

Is what we owe great William then
Forgotten by ungrateful Men?
And has His Fame run out its Date,
Who snatch'd us from the Brink of Fate?

On An Anniversary

© John Millington Synge

[After reading the dates in a book of Lyrics.]

With Fifteen-ninety or Sixteen-sixteen

Poem For The Two Hundred And Fiftieth Anniversary Of The Founding Of Harvard College

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

Thou whose bold flight would leave earth's vulgar crowds,
And like the eagle soar above the clouds,
Must feel the pang that fallen angels know
When the red lightning strikes thee from below!

Hymn Written For The Twenty-Fifth Anniversary Of The Reorganization Of The Boston Young Mens Christ

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

OUR Father! while our hearts unlearn
The creeds that wrong thy name,
Still let our hallowed altars burn
With Faith's undying flame!

Morituri Salutamus: Poem For The 50th Anniversary Of The Class Of 1825 In Bowdoin College

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis,
Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies.
~OVID, Fastorum, Lib. vi.

November Fifth

© Louisa Stuart Costello

Oh, what relief to gaze on yonder sky,
Where all is holy, calm, and purely bright!
Within, the sound of mirth and revelry
Startles the timid ear of sober night.

An Anniversary On The Hymeneals Of My Noble kinsman, Tho. S

© Richard Lovelace

I.
The day is curl'd about agen
To view the splendor she was in;
When first with hallow'd hands

The Builders

© Henry Van Dyke

ODE FOR THE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF PRINCETON COLLEGE

October 21, 1896

Written On The Anniversary Of Our Father's Death

© Hartley Coleridge

STILL for the world he lives, and lives in bliss,

For God and for himself. Ten years and three

Poem Delivered On The Fourteenth Anniversary Of California's Admission Into The Union, September 9,

With scenes so adverse, what mysterious bond
Links our fair fortunes to the shores beyond?
Why come we here--last of a scattered fold--
To pour new metal in the broken mould?
To yield our tribute, stamped with Caesar's face,
To Caesar, stricken in the market-place?

The Last Three From Trafalgar At The Anniversary Banquet, st October -

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

IN grappled ships around The Victory,

Three boys did England's Duty with stout cheer,

Kings Chapel

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

Is it a weanling's weakness for the past
That in the stormy, rebel-breeding town,
Swept clean of relics by the levelling blast,

Sonnet XX. To The Countess Od A----

© Charlotte Turner Smith

Written on the anniversary of her marriage.
ON this blest day may no dark cloud, or shower,
With envious shade the Sun's bright influence hide!
But all his rays illume the favour'd hour,

Anniversary by Cecilia Woloch: American Life in Poetry #204 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2006

© Ted Kooser

Memories form around details the way a pearl forms around a grain of sand, and in this commemoration of an anniversary, Cecilia Woloch reaches back to grasp a few details that promise to bring a cherished memory forward, and succeeds in doing so. The poet lives and teaches in southern California.

Anniversary

Hermann And Dorothea - I. Kalliope

But the worthy landlord only smiled, and then answer'd
I shall dreadfully miss that ancient calico garment,
Genuine Indian stuff! They're not to be had any longer.
Well! I shall wear it no more. And your poor husband henceforward
Always must wear a surtout, I suppose, or commonplace jacket,
Always must put on his boots; good bye to cap and to slippers!"

For Anniversary Marriage-Days

Lord, living, here are we

As fast united, yet

Boston To Florence

Sent to "The Philological Circle" of Florence for its
meeting in commemoration of Dante, January 27, 1881,
the anniversary of his first condemnation.

The Flag

See the glorious stars and stripes,

Floating over there;

Alsace-Lorraine

Yet the like aerial growths may chance be the delicate sprays,
Infant of Earth's most urgent in sap, her fierier zeal
For entry on Life's upper fields: and soul thus flourishing pays
The martyr's penance, mark for brutish in man to heel.