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Sonnet 22: In Highest Way of Heav'n

© Sir Philip Sidney

In highest way of heav'n the Sun did ride,
Progressing then from fair twins' golden place:
Having no scarf of clouds before his face,
But shining forth of heat in his chief pride;

The Vulture (Parody of Poe's "Raven")

Once upon a midnight chilling, as I held my feet unwilling
O'er a tub of scalding water, at a heat of ninety-four;
Nervously a toe in dipping, dripping, slipping, then out-skipping,
Suddenly there came a ripping whipping, at my chamber's door.
"'Tis the second-floor," I muttered, "flipping at my chamber's door--
Wants a light--and nothing more!"

On Returning To England

© Alfred Austin

There! once again I stand on home,

Though round me still there swirls the foam,

Immortality

© John Liddell Kelly

Eternal life - a river gulphed in sands!
Undying fame - a rainbow lost in clouds!
What hope of immortality remains
But this: "Some soul that loves and understands
Shall save thee from the darkness that enshrouds";
And this: "Thy blood shall course in others' veins"?

Decius Brutus, On The Coast Of Portugal

© Richard Monckton Milnes

Never did Day, her heat and trouble o'er,
Proclaim herself more blest,
Than when, beside that Lusitanian shore,
She wooed herself to rest:

Le Vieux Temps

© William Henry Drummond

Venez ici, mon cher ami, an' sit down by me-so

An' I will tole you story of old tam long ago-

Strife and Peace

© Jean Ingelow

The yellow poplar-leaves came down
And like a carpet lay,
No waftings were in the sunny air
To flutter them away;
And he stepped on blithe and debonair
That warm October day.

Twenty-One Love Poems IV

© Adrienne Rich

Good-Bye, And Keep Cold

© Robert Frost

This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark

And cold to an orchard so young in the bark

Shine, Republic

© Robinson Jeffers

The quality of these trees, green height; of the sky, shining, of
water, a clear flow; of the rock, hardness
And reticence: each is noble in its quality. The love of freedom
has been the quality of Western man.

Evening In Summer

© James Thomson

Confess'd from yonder slow-extinguish'd clouds,
All ether softening, sober Evening takes
Her wonted station in the middle air;
She sends on earth; then that of deeper dye

Lines Written At The King's-Arms, Ross, Formerly The House Of The 'Man Of Ross'

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Richer than misers o'er their countless hoards,
Nobler than kings, or king-polluted lords,
Here dwelt the man of Ross! O trav'ller, hear,
Departed merit claims a reverent tear.

A Great Lady

© Carolyn Wells

This is the Queen of Nonsense Land,
She wears her bonnet on her hand;
She carpets her ceilings and frescos her floors,
She eats on her windows and sleeps on her doors.
Oh, ho! Oh, ho! to think there could be
A lady so silly-down-dilly as she!