Car poems
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Sonnet XXII. Pennyroyal.
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
HEAVY with cares no winnowing hand could sift,
Wrapt in a sadness never to be told,
As o'er the fields and through the woods I strolled,
Following with restless footstep but the drift
Hope
© William Lisle Bowles
As one who, long by wasting sickness worn,
Weary has watched the lingering night, and heard
Erring In Company
© Franklin Pierce Adams
If e'er my rhyming be at fault,
If e'er I chance to scribble dope,
If that my metre ever halt,
I err in company with Pope.
Kwannon
© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
Camphor and wave-worn sandalwood for burning
They bring to me alone,
Shells that are veined like irises, and those
Curved like the clear bright petals of a rose.
Wherefore an hundredfold again returning
I render them their own -
The Lady of the Lake: Canto V. - The Combat
© Sir Walter Scott
I.
Fair as the earliest beam of eastern light,
When first, by the bewildered pilgrim spied,
It smiles upon the dreary brow of night
On Seeing Anthony, The Eldest Child Of Lord And Lady Ashley
© Caroline Norton
And seeing thee, thou lovely boy,
My soul, reproach'd, gave up its schemes
Of worldly triumph's heartless joy,
For purer and more sinless dreams,
And mingled in my farewell there
Something of blessing and of prayer.
A Description Of The Countreys Recreations
© Sir Henry Wotton
Quivering fears, Heart-tearing cares,
Anxious sighs, Untimely tears,
A Mi Prima Agueda
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
Mi madrina invitaba a mi prima Agueda
A que pasara el día con nosotros,
Y mi prima llegaba
Con un contradictorio
Prestigio de almidón y de temible
Luto ceremonioso.
Oscar Of Alva: A Tale
© George Gordon Byron
How sweetly shines through azure skies,
The lamp of heaven on Lora's shore;
Where Alva's hoary turrets rise,
And hear the din of arms no more!
Pretence. Part I - Table-Talk
© John Kenyon
The youth, who long hath trod with trusting feet,
Starts from the flash which shows him life's deceit;
Then, with slow footstep, ponders, undeceived,
On all his heart, for many a year, believed;
But hence he eyes the world with sharpened view,
And learns, too soon, to separate false from true.
God's Answer
© Roderic Quinn
BANNISTER, who lived for gain,
Counting love and mateship weak,
Bannister of Coolah Creek
Once, and once alone, 'tis said,
Old Friends
© Edgar Albert Guest
I do not say new friends are not considerate and true,
Or that their smiles ain't genuine, but still I'm tellin' you
Lessons For A Child
© George MacDonald
If thou wouldst be like him, little one, go
And be kind with a kindness undefiled;
Who gives for the pleasure of thanks, my child,
God's gladness cannot know.
The Season
© Alfred Austin
So sings the river through the summer days,
And I, submissive, follow what I praise.
What if my boyish blood would rather stay
Where lawns invite, where bonnibels delay,
Though but a youth and not averse from these,
To conflict called, I abdicate my ease,
Summer - The Second Pastoral; or Alexis
© Alexander Pope
A Shepherd's Boy (he seeks no better name)
Led forth his flocks along the silver Thame,
At Carmel Highlands
© Janet Lewis
Below the gardens and the darkening pines
The living water sinks among the stones,
