Beauty poems
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The Creole Girl; Or, The Physicians Story
© Caroline Norton
SHE came to England from the island clime
Which lies beyond the far Atlantic wave;
She died in early youth--before her time--
"Peace to her broken heart, and virgin grave!"
II.
The Blind Man Of Jericho
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
He sat by the dusty way-side,
With weary, hopeless mien,
On his furrowed brow the traces
Of care and want were seen;
With outstretched hand and with bowed-down head
He asked the passers-by for bread.
In Imitation of Cowley : The Garden
© Alexander Pope
Fain would my Muse the flow'ry Treasures sing,
And humble glories of the youthful Spring;
Fountains Abbey
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
NEVER more, when the day is o'er,
Will the lonely vespers sound;
No bells are ringingno monks are singing,
When the moonlight falls around.
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto IV.
© George Gordon Byron
I.
I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs;
Dedicatory
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
Beauty is One. But that so equal gold,
Run in the apt and kindly difference
Response
© Madison Julius Cawein
There is a music of immaculate love,
That breathes within the virginal veins of Spring:--
The Morning Dream, A Ballad. To The Tune Of 'Tweed Side.'
© William Cowper
'Twas in the glad season of spring,
Asleep at the dawn of the day,
The Age Of Gold
© Madison Julius Cawein
The clouds that tower in storm, that beat
Arterial thunder in their veins;
The wildflowers lifting, shyly sweet,
Their perfect faces from the plains,-
All high, all lowly things of Earth
For no vague end have had their birth.
SONNET. I prethee turn that face away
© Henry King
I prethee turn that face away
Whose splendour but benights my day.
Sad eyes like mine, and wounded hearts
Shun the bright rayes which beauty darts.
Song I
© Charlotte Turner Smith
FROM THE FRENCH OF CARDINAL BERNIS.
I.
FRUIT of Aurora's tears, fair rose,
On whose soft leaves fond zephyrs play,
Of The Spouse Of Christ
© John Bunyan
Who's this that cometh from the wilderness,
Like smokey pillars thus perfum'd with myrrh,
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 06 - part 05
© Torquato Tasso
LVII
He honored her, served her, and leave her gave,
The Merrimac
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Stream of my fathers! sweetly still
The sunset rays thy valley fill;
Stanzas For Music: There Be None Of Beauty's Daughters
© George Gordon Byron
There be none of Beauty's daughters
With a magic like Thee;
Purgatorio (English)
© Dante Alighieri
To run o'er better waters hoists its sail
The little vessel of my genius now,
That leaves behind itself a sea so cruel;
The Minds Games
© William Carlos Williams
If a man can say of his life or
any moment of his life, There is
Moonlight North and South
© Robert Fuller Murray
Love, we have heard together
The North Sea sing his tune,
And felt the wind's wild feather
Brush past our cheeks at noon,
And seen the cloudy weather
Made wondrous with the moon.
