Art poems

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Poema De Vejez y De Amor

© Ramon Lopez Velarde

A veces, en los ámbitos desiertos
de los viejos salones,
cuando dialogas con la voz anciana,
se oye también, sonora maravilla,
tu clara voz, como la campanilla
de las litúrgicas elevaciones.

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To Her Portrait

© Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz

'Tis but vain artifice of scheming minds;
'Tis but a flower fading on the winds;
  'Tis but a useless protest against Fate;
'Tis but stupidity without a thought,
  A lifeless shadow, if we meditate;
'Tis death, tis dust, tis shadow, yea, 'tis nought.

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Hymne

© André Marie de Chénier

SUR L'ENTRÉE TRIOMPHALE
  DES SUISSES RÉVOLTÉS ET AMNISTIÉS DU RÉGIMENT
  DE CHATEAUVIEUX

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A Father's Wish

© Edgar Albert Guest

What do I want my boy to be?

Oft is the question asked of me,

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On Sending My Son, As A Present, To Dr. Swift, Dean Of St. Patrick's, On His Birth--Day.

© Mary Barber

A richer Present I design,
A finish'd Form, of Work divine,
Surpassing all the Power of Art,
A thinking Head, and grateful Heart,
An Heart, that hopes, one Day, to show
How much we to the Drapier owe.

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A Dead Letter

© Henry Austin Dobson

I DREW it from its china tomb;—  

 It came out feebly scented  

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The Isles Of Greece

© George Gordon Byron

  The mountains look on Marathon-
  And Marathon looks on the sea;
  And musing there an hour alone,
  I dreamed that Greece might still be free;
  For standing on the Persians' grave,
  I could not deem myself a slave.

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The Past

© William Cullen Bryant

Thou unrelenting Past!
Strong are the barriers round thy dark domain,
  And fetters, sure and fast,
Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign.

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Ode I: The Preface

© Mark Akenside

I.

On yonder verdant hilloc laid,

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The Believer's Safety

© John Newton

Incarnate God! the soul that knows
Thy name's mysterious power
Shall dwell in undisturbed repose,
Nor fear the trying hour.

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The First American Congress

© Joel Barlow

Columbus looked; and still around them spread,

From south to north, th' immeasurable shade;

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The Gourd

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

In the heavy earth the miner

  Toiled and laboured day by day,

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Epitaph, Intended For Himself

© James Beattie

Escaped the gloom of mortal life, a soul
Here leaves its mouldering tenement of clay,
Safe where no cares their whelming billows roll,
No doubts bewilder, and no hopes betray.

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Poems Of Joys

© Walt Whitman

O to make the most jubilant poem!
Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of Death.
O full of music! full of manhood, womanhood, infancy!
Full of common employments! full of grain and trees.

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Hermes

© André Marie de Chénier

FRAGMENT I.--PROLOGUE.

  Dans nos vastes cités, par le sort partagés,

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Laodamia

© William Wordsworth

  O terror! what hath she perceived?-O joy!
  What doth she look on?-whom doth she behold?
  Her Hero slain upon the beach of Troy?
  His vital presence? his corporeal mould?
  It is-if sense deceive her not-'tis He!
  And a God leads him, wingèd Mercury!

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Alfred. Book II.

© Henry James Pye


  He ceased—but still the accents of his tongue
  Persuasive, on the attentive hearers hung:
  The monarch and his warlike thanes around
  Still listening sat, in silent wonder bound.

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An Horation Ode Upon Cromwell's Return From Ireland

© Andrew Marvell

The forward Youth that would appear
Must now forsake his Muses dear,
Nor in the Shadows sing
His Numbers languishing.

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Cadet Grey - Canto I

© Francis Bret Harte

I

Act first, scene first.  A study.  Of a kind

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The Turtle And Sparrow. An Elegiac Tale

© Matthew Prior

Stretch'd on the bier Columbo lies,
Pale are his cheeks, and closed his eyes;
Those eyes, where beauty smiling lay,
Those eyes, where Love was used to play;
Ah! cruel Fate, alas how soon
That beauty and those joys are flown!