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Celebrating The Industry Of King Wan's Queen
© Confucius
Sweet was the scene. The spreading dolichos
Extended far, down to the valley's depths,
With leaves luxuriant. The orioles
Fluttered around, and on the bushy trees
In throngs collected--whence their pleasant notes
Resounded far in richest melody.
Corned Beef and Cabbage by George Bilgere: American Life in Poetry #205 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laurea
© Ted Kooser
Memories have a way of attaching themselves to objects, to details, to physical tasks, and here, George Bilgere, an Ohio poet, happens upon mixed feelings about his mother while slicing a head of cabbage.
Corned Beef and Cabbage
Christmas Tree
© John Frederick Nims
This seablue fir that rode the mountain storm
Is swaddled here in splints of tin to die.
Sofas around in chubby velvet swarm;
Onlooking cabinets glitter with flat eye;
Here lacquer in the branches runs like rain
And resin of treasure starts from every vein.
Champlain: First Canadian
© John Daniel Logan
Intrepid, constant, nobly pure and strong
First citizen of Canada's domain,
Behold this ancient city is thy fane
And thy compatriots raise thy name in song.
Look downward from thy lofty resting-place
And mark the regnancy of thy just ways.
Carmen LVIII
© Gaius Valerius Catullus
Caeli, Lesbia nostra, Lesbia illa,
illa Lesbia, quam Catullus unam
plus quam se atque suos amavit omnes,
nunc in quadriviis et angiportis
glubit magnanimos Remi nepotes.
Comfort
© Archibald Lampman
So shall thy presence and thine every motion,
The grateful knowledge of thy sad devotion
Melt out the passionate hardness of his grief,
And break the flood-gates of thy pent-up soul.
He shall bow down beneath thy mute control,
And take thine hands, and weep, and find relief.
Craqueodoom
© James Whitcomb Riley
The Crankadox leaned o'er the edge of the moon
And wistfully gazed on the sea
Care for Thy Soul as Thing of Greatest Price
© William Byrd
Care for thy soul as thing of greatest price,
Made to the end to taste of power divine,
Devoid of guilt, abhorring sin and vice,
Apt by God's grace to virtue to incline.
Care for it so as by thy retchless train
It be not brought to taste eternal pain.
Cassandra
© George Meredith
Captive on a foreign shore,
Far from Ilion's hoary wave,
Agamemnon's bridal slave
Speaks Futurity no more:
Death is busy with her grave.
Cyclopean
© Gilbert Keith Chesterton
A mountainous and mystic brute
No rein can curb, no arrow shoot,
Upon whose domed deformed back
I sweep the planets scorching track.
Celia Bleeding, To the Surgeon
© Thomas Carew
Fond man, that canst believe her blood
Will from those purple channels flow;
Or that the pure untainted flood
Can any foul distemper know;
Or that thy weak steel can incise
The crystal case wherein it lies:
Charles Vacquerie
© Victor Marie Hugo
Il ne sera pas dit que ce jeune homme, ô deuil !
Se sera de ses mains ouvert l'affreux cercueil
Où séjourne l'ombre abhorrée,
Hélas ! et qu'il aura lui-même dans la mort
De ses jours généreux, encor pleins jusqu'au bord,
Renversé la coupe dorée,
Carmen XLVI
© Gaius Valerius Catullus
Now spring is bringing back the warmer days,
Now the rage of the equinoctial sky
Cui Bono
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
Oh! wind that whistles o'er thorns and thistles,
Of this fruitful earth like a goblin elf;
Come to Me, Sunbeam! I'm Dying
© Henry Clay Work
Come to me, Sunbeam! I'm dying
Uncared for, distress'd and alone.
Conversation
© William Cowper
Though nature weigh our talents, and dispense
To every man his modicum of sense,
