Beauty poems

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Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book VIII -- Bhishma-Badha - (Fall of Bhishma)

© Romesh Chunder Dutt

All negotiations for a peaceful partition of the Kuru kingdom having
failed, both parties now prepared for a battle, perhaps the most
sanguinary that was fought on the plains of India in the ancient
times. It was a battle of nations, for all warlike races in Northern
India took a share in it.

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Sonnet. "'Twas but a dream! and oh! what are they all"

© Frances Anne Kemble

'Twas but a dream! and oh! what are they all,

  All the fond visions hope's bright finger traces,

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The Lamentations Of Jeremy, For The Most Part According To Tremellus

© John Donne

  I. HOW sits this city, late most populous,
  Thus solitary, and like a widow thus ?
  Amplest of nations, queen of provinces
  She was, who now thus tributary is ?

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Soliloquy Of The Solipsist

© Sylvia Plath

I?
I walk alone;
The midnight street
Spins itself from under my feet;

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Threnodia Augustalis: Overture - Pastorale

© Oliver Goldsmith

CHORUS. -- AFFETTUOSO. -- LARGO.
Ye shady walks, ye waving greens,
Ye nodding towers, ye fairy scenes --
Let all your echoes now deplore 
That she who form'd your beauties is no more.

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An Evening Walk

© William Wordsworth

Addressed To A Young Lady

FAR from my dearest Friend, 'tis mine to rove

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Norumbega Hall

© John Greenleaf Whittier

Not on Penobscot's wooded bank the spires

Of the sought City rose, nor yet beside

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"The Undying One" - Canto II

© Caroline Norton

'Neath these, and many more than these, my arm
Hath wielded desperately the avenging steel--
And half exulting in the awful charm
Which hung upon my life--forgot to feel!

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Fragment VI

© James Macpherson

Son of the noble Fingal, Oscian,
Prince of men! what tears run down
the cheeks of age? what shades thy
mighty soul?

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Griselda: A Society Novel In Verse - Chapter V

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Griselda's madness lasted forty days,
Forty eternities! Men went their ways,
And suns arose and set, and women smiled,
And tongues wagged lightly in impeachment wild

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Tale XVI

© George Crabbe

cause -
This creature frights her, overpowers, and awes."
Six weeks had pass'd--"In truth, my love, this

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Molony’s Lament

© William Makepeace Thackeray

O TIM, did you hear of thim Saxons,
 And read what the peepers report?
They're goan to recal the Liftinant,
 And shut up the Castle and Coort!

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To ------ On The Various Styles Of Poetry

© Thomas Parnell

I hate ye vulgar with untunefull ears
Soules uninspird & negligent of verse
Hence ye prophane be farr removd away
While to my powr I woud my friend repay

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The House Of Dust: Part 03: 08:

© Conrad Aiken

Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower
Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour:
At the deep sudden stroke the pigeons fly . . .
The fine snow flutes the cracks between the flagstones.
We close our coats, and hurry, and search the sky.

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The Deserted Pasture

© Bliss William Carman

I love the stony pasture
That no one else will have.
The old gray rocks so friendly seem,
So durable and brave.

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Widderin’s Race. Australian.

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

"A HORSE amongst ten thousand! on the verge,
The extremest verge of equine life he stands;
Yet mark his action, as those wild young colts
Freed from the stock-yard gallop whinnying up;
See how he trots towards them,--nose in air,
Tail arched, and his still sinewy legs out-thrown

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Plighted

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

Mine to the core of the heart, my beauty!
Mine, all mine, and for love, not duty:
Love given willingly, full and free,
Love for love's sake, - as mine to thee.

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Peace

© Swami Vivekananda

Behold, it comes in might,
The power that is not power,
The light that is in darkness,
The shade in dazzling light.

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Moonlight

© Sara Teasdale

It will not hurt me when I am old,
A running tide where moonlight burned
Will not sting me like silver snakes;
The years will make me sad and cold,
It is the happy heart that breaks.