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Satisfied With Life

© Edgar Albert Guest

I have known the green trees and the skies overhead
And the blossoms of spring and the fragrance they shed;
I have known the blue sea, and the mountains afar
And the song of the pines and the light of a star;
And should I pass now, I could say with a smile
That my pilgrimage here has been well worth my while.

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Stable by Claudia Emerson Andrews: American Life in Poetry #26 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2

© Ted Kooser

Descriptive poetry depends for its effects in part upon the vividness of details. Here the Virginia poet, Claudia Emerson, describes the type of old building all of us have seen but may not have stopped to look at carefully. And thoughtfully.

Stable

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Love and War

© Ovid

Lovers all are soldiers, and Cupid has his campaigns:

I tell you, Atticus, lovers all are soldiers.

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First Party At Ken Kesey's With Hell's Angels

© Allen Ginsberg

Cool black night thru redwoods

cars parked outside in shade

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Koya San

© Robert Laurence Binyon

High on the mountain, shrouded in vast trees,
The stillness had the chastity of frost.
I trod the fallen pallors of the moon.
The path was paven stone: I was not lost,
But followed whither it should lead me soon
Into the mountain’s midmost secrecies.

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To The Additional Examiner For 1875

© James Clerk Maxwell

Queen Cram went straying

Where Tait was swaying,

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Sweet are His ways who rules above

© Jean Ingelow

Sweet are His ways who rules above,
 He gives from wrath a sheltering place;
 But covert none is found from grace,
Man shall not hide himself from love.

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Champagne Rose - I

© John Kenyon

Lily on liquid roses floating—

  So floats yon foam o'er pink champagne—

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Steam-Launches on the Thames

© James Kenneth Stephen

Henley, June 7, 1891.
    Shall we, to whom the stream by right belongs, 
   Who travel silent, save, perchance, for songs;
   Whose track's a ripple,-leaves the Thames a lake,

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Don Juan: Canto The Tenth

© George Gordon Byron

When Newton saw an apple fall, he found

In that slight startle from his contemplation--

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The Kalevala - Rune XXIV

© Elias Lönnrot

THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.


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'Tambaroora Jim'

© Henry Lawson

When people said that loafers took the profit from his pub,
He’d ask them how they thought a chap could do without his grub;
He’d say, ‘I’ve gone for days myself without a bite or sup—
‘Oh! I’ve been through the mill and know what ’tis to be hard-up.’
He might have made his fortune, but he wasn’t in the swim,
For no one had a softer heart than ‘Tambaroora Jim.’

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To A Beautiful Quaker

© George Gordon Byron

Sweet girl! though only once we met,

That meeting I shall ne'er forget;

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A Song Of Greek Prose

© Robert Fuller Murray

Thrice happy are those
  Who ne'er heard of Greek Prose—
Or Greek Poetry either, as far as that goes;
  For Liddell and Scott
  Shall cumber them not,
Nor Sargent nor Sidgwick shall break their repose.

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A Rustic Seat Near The Sea

© William Lisle Bowles

To him, who, many a night upon the main,

  At mid-watch, from the bounding vessel's side,

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Annihilation

© Conrad Aiken

While the blue noon above us arches,
And the poplar sheds disconsolate leaves,
Tell me again why love bewitches,
And what love gives.

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Horatian Epode To The Duchess Of Malfi

© Allen Tate

Duchess: Who am I?
Bosola: Thou art a box of worm-seed, at best but a
salvatory of green mummy.

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Book Third [Residence at Cambridge]

© William Wordsworth

IT was a dreary morning when the wheels
Rolled over a wide plain o'erhung with clouds,
And nothing cheered our way till first we saw
The long-roofed chapel of King's College lift
Turrets and pinnacles in answering files,
Extended high above a dusky grove.

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An Old Doll

© Ada Cambridge

Low on her little stool she sits
 To make a nursing lap,
And cares for nothing but the form
 Her little arms enwrap.

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Ecologue I

© Virgil

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.