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El Viejo Pozo
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
El viejo pozo de mi vieja casa
Sobre cuyo brocal mi infancia tantas veces
Se clavaba de codos, buscando el vaticinio
De la tortuga, o bien el iris de los peces,
Es un compendio de ilusión
Y de históricas pequeñeces.
A Smile
© Washington Allston
A smile!-Alas, how oft the lips that bear
This floweret of the soul but give to air,
An After-Dinner Poem
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,
In closest frock and Cinderella shoes,
Bound to the foot-lights for thy brief display,
One zephyr step, and then dissolve away!
A Reading Of Life--The Test Of Manhood
© George Meredith
That quiet dawn was Reverence; whereof sprang
Ethereal Beauty in full morningtide.
Another sun had risen to clasp his bride:
It was another earth unto him sang.
Rejected
© Edith Nesbit
WE wandered down the meadow way--
The path beside the hedge is shady,--
You did not see the silver may,
You talked of Art, my sweet blind Lady.
A Cloud In Trousers - part III
© Vladimir Mayakovsky
Ah, wherefrom this,
how explain this
brandishing of dirty fists
at bright joy!
In Memoriam
© Ada Cambridge
Life-length of days-the time to work and strive
In his Lord's vineyard; to bring heavenly light
Into the drear, dark places of the earth,
And make them fair and fruitful in His sight.
Semi-Centennial Celebration Of The New England Society
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
NEW ENGLAND, we love thee; no time can erase
From the hearts of thy children the smile on thy face.
'T is the mother's fond look of affection and pride,
As she gives her fair son to the arms of his bride.
A New Year's Morning Song
© Anna Laetitia Waring
Thanksgiving and the voice of melody,
This new year's morning, call me from my sleep;
Fit The Sixth - The Barrister's Dream
© Lewis Carroll
He dreamed that he stood in a shadowy Court,
Where the Snark, with a glass in its eye,
Dressed in gown, bands, and wig, was defending a pig
On the charge of deserting its sty.
Late Ripeness
© Czeslaw Milosz
Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year,
I felt a door opening in me and I entered
the clarity of early morning.
Ormuzd And Ahriman. A Cantata
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
Oh, that I could sinne once see!
We paint the devil foul, yet he
Fancy's Casuistry
© James Russell Lowell
How struggles with the tempest's swells
That warning of tumultuous bells!
The fire is loose! and frantic knells
Throb fast and faster,
As tower to tower confusedly tells
News of disaster.
To Hope
© Thomas Hood
Oh! take, young Seraph, take thy harp,
And play to me so cheerily;
For grief is dark, and care is sharp,
And life wears on so wearily.
Sonnett - IX
© James Russell Lowell
My Love, I have no fear that thou shouldst die;
Albeit I ask no fairer life than this,
The Maids Of Attitash
© John Greenleaf Whittier
In sky and wave the white clouds swam,
And the blue hills of Nottingham
Through gaps of leafy green
Across the lake were seen,
Salmacis and Hermaphroditus.
© Francis Beaumont
MY wanton lines doe treate of amorous loue,
Such as would bow the hearts of gods aboue:
The Solitary
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
I.
Darst thou amid the varied multitude
To live alone, an isolated thing?
To see the busy beings round thee spring,
Ye Banks And Braes O'Bonnie Doon
© Robert Burns
Ye flowery banks o' bonie Doon,
How can ye blume sae fair ?
