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Riches

© Edgar Albert Guest

If I can leave behind me here and there
A friend or two to say when I am gone
That I had helped to make their pathways fair,
Had brought them smiles when they were bowed with care,
The riches of this world I'll carry on.

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The Freeman

© Ellen Glasgow


A VAGABOND between the East and West,
Careless I greet the scourging and the rod;
I fear no terror any man may bring,
Nor any god.

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Sonnet XLI: When Men Shall Find

© Samuel Daniel

When men shall find thy flower, thy glory pass,

And thou with carefull brow sitting alone,

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The Vagabonds

© Bliss William Carman

 We go unheeded as the stream
 That wanders by the hill-wood side,
 Till the great marshes take his hand
 And lead him to the roving tide.

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April -- North Carolina

© Harriet Monroe

Would you not be in Tryon
  Now that the spring is here,
When mocking-birds are praising
  The fresh, the blossomy year?

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Scenes In London I - Piccadilly

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

THE sun is on the crowded street,
It kindles those old towers;
Where England's noblest memories meet,
Of old historic hours.

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The Blessing

© Charles Baudelaire

Since I must be chosen among all women that are
To bear the lifetime's grudge of a sullen husband,
And since I cannot get rid of this caricature,
-Fling it away like old letters to be burned,

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Evening Rain

© Robert Laurence Binyon

What is lovelier than rain that lingers
Falling through the western light?
The light that's red between my fingers
Bathes infinite heaven's remotest height.

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The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto XI.

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore


II
  This learn'd I, watching where she danced,
  Native to melody and light,
  And now and then toward me glanced,
  Pleased, as I hoped, to please my sight.

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Since We Must Die

© Alfred Austin

Though we must die, I would not die

When fields are brown and bleak,

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To Death

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

Tremble, ye proud, whose grandeur mocks the woe
Which props the column of unnatural state!
You the plainings, faint and low,
From Misery’s tortured soul that flow,
Shall usher to your fate.

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Eclogue 1: Meliboeus Tityrus

© Publius Vergilius Maro

TITYRUS
Sooner shall light stags, therefore, feed in air,
The seas their fish leave naked on the strand,
Germans and Parthians shift their natural bounds,
And these the Arar, those the Tigris drink,
Than from my heart his face and memory fade.

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A Legend Of Madrid

© Adam Lindsay Gordon

O'er the horn'd front drops the streamer,
In the nape the sharp steel hisses,
Glances, grazes, - Christ!  Redeemer!
By a hair the spine he misses.

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A Pastoral Between Thirsis And Corydon, Upon The Death Of Damon, By Whom Is Meant Mr. W. Riddell

© James Thomson

Thir.
Say, tell me true, what is the doleful cause
That Corydon is not the man he was?
Your cheerful presence used to lighten cares,

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The House Of Dust: Part 03: 06:

© Conrad Aiken

Here is the room—with ghostly walls dissolving—
The twilight room in which she called you 'lover';
And the floorless room in which she called you 'friend.'
So many times, in doubt, she ran between them!—
Through windy corridors of darkening end.

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To A Brown Girl

© Countee Cullen

What if his glance is bold and free,
His mouth the lash of whips?
So should the eyes of lovers be
And so a lovers lips.

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The Voice

© Charles Baudelaire

I was the height of a folio, my bed just
backed on the bookcases’ sombre Babel,
everything, Latin ashes, Greek dust
jumbled together: novel, science, fable.

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To Chloe Weeping

© Matthew Prior

See, whilst Thou weep'st, fair Cloe, see

The World in Sympathy with Thee.

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Devotion

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

When I wander by the ocean,
When I view its wild commotion,
Then the spirit of devotion
 Cometh near;
And it fills my brain and bosom,
 Like a fear!

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from

© William Carlos Williams

Of asphodel, that greeny flower,

 like a buttercup