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British Freedom

© William Wordsworth

It is not to be thought of that the Flood

Of British freedom, which, to the open sea

Be My Sweetheart

© Eugene Field

Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When birds are on the wing,
When bee and bud and babbling flood
Bespeak the birth of spring,
Come, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
And wear this posy-ring!

Bellambi's Maid

© Henry Kendall

Amongst the thunder-splintered caves

On Ocean's long and windy shore,

By The Road To The Air Base

© Yvor Winters

The calloused grass lies hard
Against the cracking plain:
Life is a grayish stain;
The salt-marsh hems my yard.

Beautiful Rose

© Henry Clay Work

Beautiful Rose! lovely Rose!
Pride of the prairie bower!
Everybody loves her-everybody knows
She is the fairest flower.

Best Way To Read A Book

© Edgar Albert Guest

Best way to read a book I know

Is get a lad of six or so,

Black spring! Pick up your pen, and weeping...

© Boris Pasternak

Black spring! Pick up your pen, and weeping,
Of February, in sobs and ink,
Write poems, while the slush in thunder
Is burning in the black of spring.

Bions Song Of Eros

© Eugene Field

Eros is the god of love;

He and I are hand-in-glove.

Bruadar And Smith And Glinn

© Douglas Hyde

BRUADAR and Smith and Glinn,

Amen, dear God, I pray,

But Here's An Object More Of Dread

© Abraham Lincoln

But here's an object more of dread
Than aught the grave contains--
A human form with reason fled,
While wretched life remains.

Blurry Mirror

© James Baker

A timeless photo,
The one in which you've kept grasped,
Locked up in your hand
Without a vision or a reason to pass.

It's no go the merrygoround, it's no go the rickshaw,
All we want is a limousine and a ticket for the peepshow.
Their knickers are made of crepe-de-chine, their shoes are made of python,
Their halls are lined with tiger rugs and their walls with head of bison.

Ballad Of The Army Carts

© Du Fu

Wagons rattling and banging,

horses neighing and snorting,

Barcarola

PER carità,

Mostrami amore:

Battle Of Brunanburgh

Theirs was a greatness
Got from their Grandsires-
Theirs that so often in
Strife with their enemies
Struck for their hoards and their hearths and their homes.