Beauty poems
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Two Seasons
© Galway Kinnell
The stars were wild that summer evening
As on the low lake shore stood you and I
And every time I caught your flashing eye
Or heard your voice discourse on anything
It seemed a star went burning down the sky.
Our Mountain Cemetery
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Lonely and silent and calm it lies
Neath rosy dawn or midnight skies;
So densely peopled, yet so still,
The murmuring voice of mountain rill,
The plaint the wind mid branches wakes,
Alone the solemn silence breaks.
His Ladys Death
© Pierre de Ronsard
Twain that were foes, while Mary lived, are fled;
One laurel-crowned abides in heaven, and one
Snow
© John Davidson
'Who affirms that crystals are alive?'
I affirm it, let who will deny:
Crystals are engendered, wax and thrive,
Wane and wither; I have seen them die.
The Quest
© Aleister Crowley
A part, immutable, unseen,
Being, before itself had been,
Became. Like dew a triple queen
Shone as the void uncovered:
The Priestess of Panormita
© Aleister Crowley
Hear me, Lord of the Stars!
For thee I have worshipped ever
With stains and sorrows and scars,
With joyful, joyful endeavour.
A Psalm Of The Unseen Altar
© Henry Van Dyke
Man the maker of cities is also a builder of altars:
Among his habitations he setteth tables for his god.
At Bordj-an-Nus
© Aleister Crowley
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own!
O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is
That poises head and hood, and makes his body tremble to the drone
Of tom-tom and of cymbal wooed by love's assassin sorceries!
Of The Nature Of Things: Book V - Part 07 - Beginnings Of Civilization
© Lucretius
Afterwards,
When huts they had procured and pelts and fire,
And when the woman, joined unto the man,
Withdrew with him into one dwelling place,
Love's Ordeal
© George MacDonald
In a lovely garden walking
Two lovers went hand in hand;
Two wan, worn figures, talking
They sat in the flowery land.
Oh, Think Not I Am Faithful To A Vow
© Edna St. Vincent Millay
Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow!
Faithless am I save to love's self alone.
Letter To A Friend About Girls
© Philip Larkin
After comparing lives with you for years
I see how Ive been losing: all the while
The Snapped Thread
© Robert Graves
Desire, first, by a natural miracle
United bodies, united hearts, blazed beauty;
Transcended bodies, transcended hearts.
Two Fusiliers
© Robert Graves
And have we done with War at last?
Well, weve been lucky devils both,
And theres no need of pledge or oath
To bind our lovely friendship fast,
By firmer stuff
Close bound enough.
Sonnet XXI: If Beauty Thus Be Clouded
© Samuel Daniel
If Beauty thus be clouded with a frown,
That pity shines no comfort to my bliss,
Antonio Melidori
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
SCENE I.
[A place not far from the summit of Mount Psiloriti, in the Isle of Candia. Philota discovered with a basket of grapes upon her head; she looks eagerly upward. Time, a little before sunset.]
PHILOTA.
To Juan at the Winter Solstice
© Robert Graves
There is one story and one story only
That will prove worth your telling,
Whether as learned bard or gifted child;
To it all lines or lesser gauds belong
That startle with their shining
Such common stories as they stray into.
Down, Wanton, Down!
© Robert Graves
Down, wanton, down! Have you no shame
That at the whisper of Love's name,
Or Beauty's, presto! up you raise
Your angry head and stand at gaze?
