Art poems

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Odysseus: In Memory Of Arthur Griffith

© Padraic Colum

And sorrow comes as on that August day,
With our ship cleaving through the seas for home,
And that news coming sparkling through the air,
That you were dead, and that we'd never see you
Looking upon the state that you had builded.

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Paradise Regain'd : Book IV.

© John Milton

Perplexed and troubled at his bad success
The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply,
Discovered in his fraud, thrown from his hope
So oft, and the persuasive rhetoric

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Eccentricity

© Washington Allston

 Who next appears thus stalking by his side?
Why that is one who'd sooner die than-ride!
No inch of ground can maps unheard of show
Untrac'd by him, unknown to every toe:
As if intent this punning age to suit,
The globe's circumf'rence meas'ring by the foot.

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The Progress Of Refinement. Part II.

© Henry James Pye

CONTENTS OF PART II. Introduction.—Sketch of the Northern barbarians.—Feudal system.—Origin of Chivalry.—Superstition.—Crusades.— Hence the enfranchisement of Vassals, and Commerce encouraged. —The Northern and Western Europeans, struck with the splendor of Constantinople, and the superior elegance of the Saracens.—Origin of Romance.— The remains of Science confined to the monasteries, and in an unknown language.—Hence the distinction of learning.—Discovery of the Roman Jurisprudence, and it's effects.—Classic writers begin to be admired—Arts revive in Italy.—Greek learning introduced there, on the taking of Constantinople by the Turks.—That event lamented.—Learning encouraged by Leo X.—Invention of Printing.—The Reformation.—It's effects, even on those countries that retained their old Religion.— It's establishment in Britain.—Age of Elizabeth.— Arts and Literature flourish.—Spenser.—Shakespear. —Milton.—Dryden.—The Progress of the Arts checked by the Civil War.—Patronized in France. Age of Lewis XIV.—Taste hurt in England during the profligate reign of Charles II.—Short and turbulent reign of his Successor.—King William no encourager of the Arts.—Age of Queen Anne.—Manners.—Science and Literature flourish.—Neglected by the first Princes of the House of Brunswick.—Patronage of Arts by his present Majesty.—Poetry not encouraged.—Address to the King.—General view of the present state of Refinement. —Among the European Nations.—France.— Britain.—Italy.—Spain.—Holland and Germany. —Increasing Influence of French manners.— Russia.—Greece.—Asia.—China.—Africa. —America.—Newly discovered islands.—European Colonies.


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Ode To The Setting Sun

© Francis Thompson

Alpha and Omega, sadness and mirth,

  The springing music, and its wasting breath--

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Heartsease And Rue: Friendship

© James Russell Lowell

Natures benignly mixed of air and earth,
Now with the stars and now with equal zest
Tracing the eccentric orbit of a jest.

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Caricatures

© Henry Lawson

There are writers great and writers small
And writers on the spree;
And writers short and writers tall,
And bards of low degree.

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Canto 1: Narad

© Valmiki

To sainted Nárad, prince of those
Whose lore in words of wisdom flows.
Whose constant care and chief delight
Were Scripture and ascetic rite,

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Macaulay's New Zealander.

© James Brunton Stephens

IT little profits that, an idle man,

On this worn arch, in sight of wasted halls,

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Choosing A Profession

© Charles Lamb

A Creole boy from the West Indies brought,

To be in European learning taught,

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The Fan : A Poem. Book II.

© John Gay

But see, fair Venus comes in all her state;
The wanton Loves and Graces round her wait;
With her loose robe officious Zephyrs play,
And strow with odoriferous flowers the way.
In her right hand she waves the fluttering fan,
And thus in melting sounds her speech began.

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Grant At Rest-- August 8, 1885

© James Whitcomb Riley

Sir Launcelot rode overthwart and endlong in a wide forest,  and held no
path but as wild adventure led him... And he  returned and came again to his
horse, and took off his saddle and his bridle, and let him pasture; and
unlaced his helm, and ungirdled his sword, and laid him down to sleep upon
his shield before the cross.  --Age of Chivalary

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Enceladus

© Alfred Noyes

  And hungered, yet no comrade of the wolf,
  And cold, but with no power upon the sun,
  A master of this world that mastered him!

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A Valentine To My Wife

© Eugene Field

Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the love I've often spoken—
The love my dying lips shall speak.

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The Sunset

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

There late was One within whose subtle being,
As light and wind within some delicate cloud
That fades amid the blue noon's burning sky,
Genius and death contended. None may know

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The Ginestra,

© Giacomo Leopardi

OR THE FLOWER OF THE WILDERNESS.


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The Temple of Fame

© Alexander Pope

In that soft season, when descending show'rs

Call forth the greens, and wake the rising flow'rs;

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The Christian Tourists

© John Greenleaf Whittier

No aimless wanderers, by the fiend Unrest
Goaded from shore to shore;
No schoolmen, turning, in their classic quest,
The leaves of empire o'er.

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A Sonnet

© James Kenneth Stephen

  Two voices are there: one is of the deep;
  It learns the storm-cloud's thunderous melody,
  Now roars, now murmurs with the changing sea,
  Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep:

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'Snapdragon' a Riddle for a Flower Book

© John Henry Newman

I am rooted in the wall
Of buttress'd tower or ancient hall;
Prison'd in an art-wrought bed.
Cased in mortar, cramp'd with lead;
Of a living stock alone
Brother of the lifeless stone.