Poems begining by C
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Consolation
© Francois de Malherbe
Will then, Duperrier, thy sorrow be eternal?
And shall the sad discourse
Whispered within thy heart, by tenderness paternal,
Only augment its force?
Cassandra
© Louise Bogan
To me, one silly task is like another.
I bare the shambling tricks of lust and pride.
Chant Before Battle
© Madison Julius Cawein
EVER since man was man a Fiend has stood
Outside his House of Good,
War, with his terrible toys, that win men's hearts
To follow murderous arts.
Couplet 8
© Amir Khusro
Farsi Couplet:
Tu shabana mi numaai be barkay boodi imshab,
Ke hunooz chashm-e mastat asar-e khumar daarad.
Cap'n Storm-Along
© Alfred Noyes
Bashing the seas to a welter of white,
Look at the fleet that he leads to the fight.
O, they're dancing like witches to open the ball;
And old Cap'n Storm-along's lord of 'em all.
Colombine
© Francis Jammes
Frêle petite fille O rose dans la fange
Du cirque piétinée avant que de t'ouvrir
Dieu ne t'avait-il pas faite à l'image des anges
Et pour que le printemps parfumât tes soupirs.
Cafes In Damascus
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
LANGUIDLY the night-wind bloweth
From the gardens round,
Where the clear Barrada floweth
With a lulling sound.
Catullus At His Brothers Grave
© Robert Fuller Murray
Through many lands and over many seas
I come, my Brother, to thine obsequies,
To pay thee the last honours that remain,
And call upon thy voiceless dust, in vain.
Conversation Among The Ruins
© Sylvia Plath
Fractured pillars frame prospects of rock;
While you stand heroic in coat and tie, I sit
Composed in Grecian tunic and psyche-knot,
Rooted to your black look, the play turned tragic:
Which such blight wrought on our bankrupt estate,
Constancie
© George Herbert
Who is the honest man?
He that doth still and strongly good pursue,
To God, his neighbour, and himself most true:
Whom neither force nor fawning can
Unpinne, or wrench from giving all their due.
Charades
© Charles Stuart Calverley
Spake John Grogblossom the coachman to Eliza Spinks the cook:
"Mrs. Spinks," says he, "I've foundered: 'Liza dear, I'm overtook.
Druv into a corner reglar, puzzled as a babe unborn;
Speak the word, my blessed 'Liza; speak, and John the coachman's yourn."
Corydon's Supplication To Phyllis
© Nicholas Breton
Sweet Phyllis, if a silly swain
May sue to thee for grace,
Concerning Resolution
© Thomas Parnell
Happy the man whose firm resolves obtain
Assisting Grace to burst his sinfull chain
Canto de Esperanza (With English Translation)
© Rubén Dario
Un gran vuelo de cuervos mancha el azul celeste.
Un soplo milenario trae amagos de peste.
Se asesinan los hombres en el extremo Este.
Clearing
© Madison Julius Cawein
Before the wind, with rain-drowned stocks,
The pleated crimson hollyhocks
Are bending;
And, smouldering in the breaking brown,
Above the hills that edge the town,
The day is ending.
Corpses In The Woods
© Ernst Toller
A dung heap of rotting corpses:
Glazed eyes, bloodshot,
Brains split, guts spewed out
The air poisoned by the stink of corpses
A single awful cry of madness.
Calef In Boston, 1692
© John Greenleaf Whittier
IN the solemn days of old,
Two men met in Boston town,
One a tradesman frank and bold,
One a preacher of renown.
Chorus Sacerdotum : from Mustapha
© Fulke Greville
O wearisome condition of humanity!
Born under one law, to another bound;
Christmas, His Masque (extract)
© Benjamin Jonson
Why Gentlemen, doe you know what you doe? ha!
Would you ha'kept me out? Christmas, old Christmas?
