Art poems

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Letty's Globe

© Turner Charles (Tennyson)

When Letty had scarce pass'd her third glad year,And her young, artless words began to flow,One day we gave the child a colour'd sphereOf the wide earth, that she might mark and know,By tint and outline, all its sea and land

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The Holy Emerald

© Turner Charles (Tennyson)

The gem, to which the artist did entrustThat Face which now outshines the Cherubim,Gave up, full willingly, its emerald dust,To take Christ's likeness, to make room for Him

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The Cricket

© Frederick Goddard Tuckerman

The humming bee purrs softly o'er his flower, From lawn and thicketThe dogday locust singeth in the sun, From hour to hour;Each has his bard, and thou, ere day be done Shalt have no wrong;So bright that murmur mid the insect crowdMuffled and lost in bottom grass, or loud By pale and picket:Shall I not take to help me in my song A little cooing cricket?

The afternoon is sleepy!, let us lieBeneath these branches, whilst the burdened brookMuttering and moaning to himself goes by,And mark our minstrel's carol, whilst we lookToward the faint horizon, swooning-blue

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Pallbearers

© Tierney Matthew

Something is wrong the train hasn'tmoved in 20 minutes

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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

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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII [all 133 poems]

© Alfred Tennyson

[Preface] Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace,Believing where we cannot prove;

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Atalanta in Calydon: A Tragedy (complete text)

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

Tous zontas eu dran. katthanon de pas anerGe kai skia. to meden eis ouden repei

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Nameless Pain

© Stoddard Elizabeth

I should be happy with my lot:A wife and mother -- is it notEnough for me to be content?What other blessing could be sent?

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Le Violon d'Ingres

© Stallworthy Jon

Man Ray, inventive fellow,seeing the girl who artfor him hipped like a cello,portrayed her as that.

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The Faerie Queene, Book III, Canto 6

© Edmund Spenser

THE THIRD BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENEContayningTHE LEGENDE OF BRITOMARTISOR OF CHASTITIE

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The Faerie Queene, Book II, Canto 12

© Edmund Spenser

THE SECOND BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENEContayningTHE LEGEND OF SIR GUYON,OR OF TEMPERAUNCE