Art poems

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Marguerite de Roberval

© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

  Ah, my dear!
I saw you die, and could not help or save–
Knowing myself to be the awful care
That weighed thee to thy grave!

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Italy : 7. Marguerite De Tours

© Samuel Rogers

Now the grey granite, starting through the snow,
Discovered many a variegated moss
That to the pilgrim resting on his staff
Shadows our capes and islands; and ere long

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The Spirit Of Navigation

© William Lisle Bowles

Stern Father of the storm! who dost abide

  Amid the solitude of the vast deep,

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From "The Court Of Fancy"

© Thomas Godfrey

'T was sultry noon; impatient of the heat

I sought the covert of a close retreat:

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When the Bear Comes Back Again

© Henry Lawson

Oh, the scene is wide an’ dreary an’ the sun is settin’ red,

An’ the grey-black sky of winter’s comin’ closer overhead.

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Why

© Emily Dickinson

The Murmur of a Bee
A Witchcraft—yieldeth me—
If any ask me why—
'Twere easier to die—
Than tell—

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Need alone, Diophantus, imparts

© Theocritus

Need alone, Diophantus, imparts
The knowledge of arts,
And is the mistress of labor,
For corroding cares take everything

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Roses

© Edgar Albert Guest

When God first viewed the rose He'd made

  He smiled, and thought it passing fair;

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A Second Letter From B. Sawin, Esq.

© James Russell Lowell

I spose you wonder ware I be; I can't tell, fer the soul o' me,

Exacly ware I be myself,--meanin' by thet the holl o' me.

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The Song Of Iron

© Lola Ridge

Not yet hast Thou sounded
Thy clangorous music,
Whose strings are under the mountains…
Not yet hast Thou spoken
The blooded, implacable Word…

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Winter

© Czeslaw Milosz

The pungent smells of a California winter,
Grayness and rosiness, an almost transparent full moon.
I add logs to the fire, I drink and I ponder.

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"your body is my map"

© Nizar Qabbani

raise me more love… raise me

my prettiest fits of madness

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The Artist

© Madison Julius Cawein

In story books, when I was very young,

  I knew you first, one of the Fairy Race;

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Tirocinium; or, a Review of Schools

© William Cowper

It is not from his form, in which we trace

Strength join'd with beauty, dignity with grace,

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The Mask Of Anarchy

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.
As I lay asleep in Italy
There came a voice from over the Sea,
And with great power it forth led me
To walk in the visions of Poesy.

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Sonnet XIII

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

I LAY in dusky solitude reclined,
The shadow of sleep just hovering o'er mine eyes,
When from the cloudland in the western skies
Rose the strange breathings of a tremulous wind.

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Guy Of The Temple

© John Hay

Night hangs above the valley; dies the day
In peace, casting his last glance on my cross,
And warns me to my prayers. _Ave Maria!
  Mother of God! the evening fades
  On wave and hill and lea_,

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De Sauty

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

The first messages received through the submarine cable
were sent by an electrical expert, a mysterious personage
who signed himself De Sauty.

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Celebration Of Peace

© Friedrich Hölderlin

The holy, familiar hall, built long ago,

Is aired, and filled with heavenly,