Poems begining by C
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Charity
© Charles Lamb
O why your good deeds with such pride do you scan,
And why that self-satisfied smile
At the shilling you gave to the poor working man,
That lifted you over the stile?
Casualty
© William Ernest Henley
As with varnish red and glistening
Dripped his hair; his feet looked rigid;
Raised, he settled stiffly sideways:
You could see his hurts were spinal.
Comparison
© William Shenstone
'Tis by comparison we know
On every object to bestow
Its proper share of praise
Did each alike perfection bear,
What beauty, though divinely fair,
Could admiration raise?
Coming Home
© Augusta Davies Webster
Anyhow
I've poetry and music too to-day
in the very clatter: it goes "Home, home, home."
Campus Sonnets: Return - 1917
© Stephen Vincent Benet
Lord, what a dream that was! And what a doze
Waiting for Bill to come along to class!
I've cut it now - and he - Oh, hello, Fred!
Why, what's the matter? - here - don't be an ass,
Sit down and tell me! - What do you suppose?
I dreamed I . . . am I . . . wounded? "You are dead."
Christs Descent Into Purgatory, By Giorgione, At Venice
© Richard Monckton Milnes
The saving work for man is finishèd,
The kingdoms of the Earth and Air o'erthrown;
So now hath Christ come down among the dead,
Spoiling the Spoiler, to redeem his own.
Cecilia's Dream
© Carlo Goldoni
I dreamed that in a garden I reposed,
Beside a fount fed by a mountain stream
Chimes
© Alice Meynell
Brief, on a flying night,
From the shaken tower,
A flock of bells take flight,
And go with the hour.
"Child Sun"
© Lesbia Harford
Child Sun
Why will you play Peep Bo
Now in, now out
The workroom window so?
Carrie Monro
© Julia A Moore
Once there was a lady fair,
With black eyes and curly hair,
She has left this world of care,
Sweet Carrie Monro.
Confession
© George Herbert
O What a cunning guest
Is this same Grief! Within my heart I made
Closets; and in them many a chest;
And like a master in my trade,
In those chests, boxes; in each box, a till:
Yet Grief knows all, and enters when he will.
Convoy
© Charles Causley
Draw the blanket of ocean
Over the frozen face.
He lies, his eyes quarried by glittering fish,
Staring through the green freezing sea-glass
At the Northern Lights.
Crazed
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
'The Spring again hath started on the course
Wherein she seeketh Summer thro' the Earth.
I will arise and go upon my way.
It may be that the leaves of Autumn hid
His footsteps from me; it may be the snows.
Clerk Saunders
© Andrew Lang
Clerk Saunders and may Margaret
Walked ower yon garden green;
And sad and heavy was the love
That fell thir twa between.
Clara Morris (Written for a Benefit Given Mrs. Morris)
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
The Radiant Ruler of Mystic Regions
Where souls of artists are fitted for birth,
Campus Sonnets: Talk
© Stephen Vincent Benet
And so it goes - an idle speech and aimless,
A few chance phrases; yet I see behind
The empty words the gleam of a beauty tameless,
Friendship and peace and fire to strike men blind,
Till the whole world seems small and bright to hold -
Of all our youth this hour is pure gold.
Confused and Distraught
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Again I am raging,
I am in such a state by your soul that every
bond you bind, I break, by your soul.
I am like heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow;
I am all reason, all love, all soul, by your soul.
Crocodile's Toothache
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Oh the Crocodile
Went to the dentist
And sat down in the chair,
And the dentist said, "Now tell me, sir,
