Beauty poems
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Sonnet IX: Queen Virtue's Court
© Sir Philip Sidney
Queen Virtue's court, which some call Stella's face,
Prepar'd by Nature's choicest furniture,
Hath his front built of alabaster pure;
Gold in the covering of that stately place.
Psalm 19: Coeli Enarrant
© Sir Philip Sidney
The heavenly frame sets forth the fame
Of him that only thunders;
The firmament, so strangely bent,
Shows his handworking wonders.
Sonnet VII: When Nature
© Sir Philip Sidney
When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes,
In color black why wrapp'd she beams so bright?
Would she in beamy black, like painter wise,
Frame daintiest lustre, mix'd of shades and light?
Voices at the Window
© Sir Philip Sidney
Who is it that, this dark night,
Underneath my window plaineth?
It is one who from thy sight
Being, ah, exiled, disdaineth
Every other vulgar light.
Sonnet V: It Is Most True
© Sir Philip Sidney
It is most true, that eyes are form'd to serve
The inward light; and that the heavenly part
Ought to be king, from whose rules who do swerve,
Rebles to Nature, strive for their own smart.
Sonnet XXVIII: You That With Allegory's Curious Frame
© Sir Philip Sidney
You that with allegory's curious frame,
Of others' children changelings use to make,
With me those pains for God's sake do not take:
I list not dig so deep for brazen fame.
O, Were My Love Yon Lilac Fair
© Robert Burns
O, were my love yon lilac fair
Wi' purple blossoms to the spring,
Eyes
© Arthur Symons
Why does this passion I have for passionate eyes consume me?
Morbid enough the attraction, as the fashions in season
At Euroma
© Henry Kendall
They built his mound of the rough, red ground,
By the dip of a desert dell,
Astrophel And Stella-First Song
© Sir Philip Sidney
Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes intendeth,
Which now my breast o'ercharged to music lendeth?
To you, to you, all song of praise is due;
Only in you my song begins and endeth.
Astrophel And Stella-Eleventh Song
© Sir Philip Sidney
"Who is it that this dark night
Underneath my window plaineth?"
'It is one who from thy sight
Being, ah! exiled, disdaineth
Every other vulgar light.'
The Gyres
© William Butler Yeats
THE GYRES! the gyres! Old Rocky Face, look forth;
Things thought too long can be no longer thought,
Circe's Torment
© Louise Gluck
I regret bitterly
The years of loving you in both
Your presence and absence, regret
The law, the vocation
Dedication To Wilfred And Alice Meynell
© Francis Thompson
If the rose in meek duty
May dedicate humbly
A Reading Of Life--With The Persuader
© George Meredith
So is it sung in any space
She fills, with laugh at shallow laws
Forbidding love's devised embrace,
The music Beauty from it draws.
Inferno Canto 01
© Dante Alighieri
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita
mi ritrovai per una selva oscura
ch? la diritta via era smarrita .
Inferno Canto03
© Dante Alighieri
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente,
per me si va ne l'etterno dolore,
per me si va tra la perduta gente .
Sestina
© Dante Alighieri
I have come, alas, to the great circle of shadow,
to the short day and to the whitening hills,
when the colour is all lost from the grass,
though my desire will not lose its green,
so rooted is it in this hardest stone,
that speaks and feels as though it were a woman.
Love and the Gentle Heart
© Dante Alighieri
Love and the gentle heart are one thing,
just as the poet says in his verse,
each from the other one as well divorced
as reason from the minds reasoning.
