Beauty poems
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Lady That Hast my Heart
© Shams al-Din Hafiz
And ever, since the time that Hafiz heard
His Lady's voice, as from a rocky hill
Reverberates the softly spoken word,
So echoes of desire his bosom fill.
The Enchanted Mirror
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
Lords, ladies, gazed! the prospect pleased them well;
"Ah, heavens!" they sighed, "how irresistible!"
E'en the coarse hag, foul, wrinkled, and unclean,
Beamed like a blushing virgin of sixteen.
Tale VI
© George Crabbe
need,
For habit told when all things should proceed;
Few their amusements, but when friends appear'd,
They with the world's distress their spirits
The Triumph Of Charis
© Benjamin Jonson
See the chariot at hand here of Love,
Wherein my lady rideth!
Dr. Parnel To Dr. Swift, On His Birth-day, November 30th, MDCCXIII
© Thomas Parnell
Urg'd by the warmth of Friendship's sacred flame,
But more by all the glories of thy fame;
By all those offsprings of thy learned mind,
In judgment solid, as in wit refin'd,
Resolv'd I sing: Tho' lab'ring up the way
To reach my theme, O Swift, accept my lay.
To Charles Cowden Clarke
© John Keats
Oft have you seen a swan superbly frowning,
And with proud breast his own white shadow crowning;
He slants his neck beneath the waters bright
So silently, it seems a beam of light
The Sage
© Harriet Monroe
Sequoia, growing grandly
Out of the long ago,
Beloved of Time, whose sons
March by to measures slow,
How tenderly you cherish
All little lives below!
Sonnet I
© Francis William Bourdillon
Oft had I felt, like pure Endymion,
Such love for the sweet moon, that I had well
Believed her able on earth to love and dwell
With whatso man she set her love upon;
The Seeking Of The Waterfall
© John Greenleaf Whittier
They left their home of summer ease
Beneath the lowland's sheltering trees,
To seek, by ways unknown to all,
The promise of the waterfall.
Elegy XVI: The Expostulation
© John Donne
TO make the doubt clear, that no woman's true,
Was it my fate to prove it strong in you?
At Columbine's Grave
© Bliss William Carman
AH, Pierrot,
Where is thy Columbine?
What vandal could untwine
That gay rose-rope of thine,
And spill thy joy like wine,
Poor Pierrot?
Through Pleasant Paths
© James Lionel Michael
Through pleasant paths, through dainty ways,
Love leads my feet;
For All Prisoners And Captives
© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
OVER the English trees and the English meadows
Twilight is falling clear,
But my heart walks far in the homeless winds and the shadows
For those who are not here.
Of English Verse
© Edmund Waller
Poets may boast, as safely vain,
Their works shall with the world remain;
Both, bound together, live or die,
The verses and the prophecy.
When All The World Is Hidden
© Robert Laurence Binyon
When all the world is hidden
And there is only you,
When bosom beats to bosom
As if the heart broke through,
Calidore: A Fragment
© John Keats
The sidelong view of swelling leafiness,
Which the glad setting sun, in gold doth dress;
Whence ever, and anon the jay outsprings,
And scales upon the beauty of its wings.
Adam And Eve
© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
And when day wearied and night grew stronger,
And they slept as the beautiful must,
Then she bided a little longer,
And blossomed from their dust.
