Courage poems

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The Knight's Tale

© Geoffrey Chaucer

Upon that other side, Palamon,
When that he wist Arcita was agone,
Much sorrow maketh, that the greate tower
Resounded of his yelling and clamour
The pure* fetters on his shinnes great *very
Were of his bitter salte teares wet.

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The Methodist

© Thomas Chatterton

Says Tom to Jack, 'tis very odd,
These representatives of God,
In color, way of life and evil,
Should be so very like the devil.

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The Rock Cries Out to Us Today

© Maya Angelou

A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since departed,
Mark the mastodon.
The dinosaur, who left dry tokens

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Touched by An Angel

© Maya Angelou

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

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To a foil’d European Revolutionaire.

© Walt Whitman

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COURAGE yet! my brother or my sister!
Keep on! Liberty is to be subserv’d, whatever occurs;
That is nothing, that is quell’d by one or two failures, or any number of failures,

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Singer in the Prison, The.

© Walt Whitman

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O sight of shame, and pain, and dole!
O fearful thought—a convict Soul!
RANG the refrain along the hall, the prison,

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Sleepers, The.

© Walt Whitman

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I WANDER all night in my vision,
Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and stopping,
Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers,

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Passage to India.

© Walt Whitman

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SINGING my days,
Singing the great achievements of the present,
Singing the strong, light works of engineers,

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Mannahatta.

© Walt Whitman

I WAS asking for something specific and perfect for my city,
Whereupon, lo! upsprang the aboriginal name!

Now I see what there is in a name, a word, liquid, sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient;

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Walt Whitman.

© Walt Whitman

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I CELEBRATE myself;
And what I assume you shall assume;
For every atom belonging to me, as good belongs to you.

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Red Hanrahan's Song About Ireland

© William Butler Yeats

The old brown thorn-trees break in two high over Cummen Strand,
Under a bitter black wind that blows from the left hand;
Our courage breaks like an old tree in a black wind and dies,
But we have hidden in our hearts the flame out of the eyes
Of Cathleen, the daughter of Houlihan.

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Verse For a Certain Dog

© Dorothy Parker

Such glorious faith as fills your limpid eyes,
Dear little friend of mine, I never knew.
All-innocent are you, and yet all-wise.
(For Heaven's sake, stop worrying that shoe!)

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The Chance To Love Everything

© Mary Oliver

All summer I made friends
with the creatures nearby ---
they flowed through the fields
and under the tent walls,

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When Death Comes

© Mary Oliver

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

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The Oxford Thrushes

© Henry Van Dyke

I never thought again to hear
The Oxford thrushes singing clear,
Amid the February rain,
Their sweet, indomitable strain.

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The Ancestral Dwelling

© Henry Van Dyke

Dear to my heart are the ancestral dwellings of America,
Dearer than if they were haunted by ghosts of royal splendour;
These are the homes that were built by the brave beginners of a nation,
They are simple enough to be great, and full of a friendly dignity.

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Jesus, Thou Divine Companion

© Henry Van Dyke

Jesus, Thou divine Companion,
By Thy lowly human birth
Thou hast come to join the workers,
Burden bearers of the earth.

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Jeanne d'Arc Returns

© Henry Van Dyke

1914-1916 What hast thou done, O womanhood of France,
Mother and daughter, sister, sweetheart, wife,
What hast thou done, amid this fateful strife,
To prove the pride of thine inheritance

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Jeanne d'Arc

© Henry Van Dyke

The land was broken in despair,
The princes quarrelled in the dark,
When clear and tranquil, through the troubled air
Of selfish minds and wills that did not dare,
Your star arose, Jeanne d'Arc.

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Hudson's Last Voyage

© Henry Van Dyke

June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea
And only one, God knows! For never ship
But mine broke through the icy gates that guard
These waters, greater grown than any since