Beauty poems

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An Exotic

© Henry Timrod

Not in a climate near the sun
Did the cloud with its trailing fringes float,
Whence, white as the down of an angel's plume,
Fell the snow of her brow and throat.

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The Young British Soldier

© Rudyard Kipling

When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East
'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast,
An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased
Ere 'e's fit for to serve as a soldier.

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Metempsycosis

© John Donne

THE
PROGRESSE
OF THE SOULE.

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The Undertaker's Horse

© Rudyard Kipling

The eldest son bestrides him,
And the pretty daughter rides him,
And I meet him oft o' mornings on the Course;
And there kindles in my bosom
An emotion chill and gruesome
As I canter past the Undertaker's Horse.

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To the Unknown Goddess

© Rudyard Kipling

Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar?
Shall I fall to your hand as a victim of crafty and cautions shikar?Have I met you and passed you already, unknowing, unthinking and blind?
Shall I meet you next session at Simla, O sweetest and best of your kind?Does the P. and O. bear you to meward, or, clad in short frocks in the West,
Are you growing the charms that shall capture and torture the heart in my breast?Will you stay in the Plains till September -- my passion as warm as the day?

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To the True Romance

© Rudyard Kipling

Thy face is far from this our war,
Our call and counter-cry,
I shall not find Thee quick and kind,
Nor know Thee till I die,

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South Africa

© Rudyard Kipling

Christian gentlemen a few
From Berwick unto Dover;
For she was South Africa,
Ana she was South Africa,
She was Our South Africa,
Africa all over!

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The Domestic Affections

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Favor'd of Heav'n! O Genius! are they thine,
When round thy brow the wreaths of glory shine;
While rapture gazes on thy radiant way,
'Midst the bright realms of clear and mental day?

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Autograph Verses

© Joseph Furphy

"Prove what Life can give of gladness;

Seek for aught that merits trust —

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The Song of the Old Guard

© Rudyard Kipling

Army Reform-.After Boer war "The Army of a Dream"-Traffics and Discoveries.
Know this, my brethren, Heaven is clear
And all the clouds are gone--
The Proper Sort shall flourish now,

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Monodies

© Charles Harpur

I.

I stand in thought beside my father’s grave:

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The Sacrifice of Er-Heb

© Rudyard Kipling

Er-Heb beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai
Bears witness to the truth, and Ao-Safai
Hath told the men of Gorukh. Thence the tale
Comes westward o'er the peaks to India.

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Child and Maiden

© Sir Charles Sedley

Ah, Chloris! could I now but sit

As unconcern'd as when

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Gold Egg: A Dream-Fantasy

© James Russell Lowell

I swam with undulation soft,
  Adrift on Vischer's ocean,
And, from my cockboat up aloft,
Sent down my mental plummet oft
  In hope to reach a notion.

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The Kalevala - Rune XXXVII

© Elias Lönnrot

ILMARINEN'S BRIDE OF GOLD.


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An Occasional Prologue, Delivered Previous To The Performance Of 'The Wheel Of Fortune' At A Private

© George Gordon Byron

Since the refinement of this polish'd age
Has swept irnmortal raillery from the stage;
Since taste has now expunged licentious wit,
Which stamp'd disgrace on all an author writ;

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The Triumph

© Siegfried Sassoon

When life was a cobweb of stars for Beauty who came
 In the whisper of leaves or a bird's lone cry in the glen,
On dawn-lit hills and horizons girdled with flame
 I sought for the triumph that troubles the faces of men.

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Slave Boy

© Yusuf ibn Harun al-Ramadi

They shaved his head
to clothe him in ugliness
out of jealousy and fear
of his beauty.

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The Traveller And The Farm-Maiden

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

HE.

CANST thou give, oh fair and matchless maiden,