Poems begining by D

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Demeter and Persephone

© Alfred Tennyson

Faint as a climate-changing bird that flies

All night across the darkness, and at dawn

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Don Juan: Canto The First

© George Gordon Byron

I want a hero: an uncommon want,

When every year and month sends forth a new one,

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Dirge Over A Nameless Grave

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

By yon still river, where the wave
  Is winding slow at evening's close,
The beech, upon a nameless grave,
  Its sadly-moving shadow throws.

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Despondency -- An Ode

© Robert Burns

Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,


A burden more than I can bear,

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Darkness

© John Crowe Ransom

WHEN hurrying home on a rainy night
  And hearing tree-tops rubbed and tossed,
  And seeing never a friendly star
  And feeling your way when paths are crossed:
  Stop fast and turn three times around
  And try the logic of the lost.

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Divided

© Jean Ingelow

An empty sky, a world of heather,
 Purple of foxglove, yellow of broom;
We two among them wading together,
 Shaking out honey, treading perfume.

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Die beiden Nachtigallen -- With English translation

© Ludwig Bechstein

Zwei Nachtigallen sangen
In einem Gartenraum,
Auf hoher Tanne die eine,
Die and're auf blühendem Baum.

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Dawn On The Night-Journey

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

TILL dawn the wind drove round me. It is past

And still, and leaves the air to lisp of bird,

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Don Juan: Canto The Seventh

© George Gordon Byron

O Love! O Glory! what are ye who fly

Around us ever, rarely to alight?

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Dora

© Jean Ingelow

There is but heaven, for childhood never
Can yield the all it meant, for ever.
Or is there earth, must wane to less
What dawned so close by perfectness.

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Daniel Dwithen, The Wise Chap

© William Barnes

Dan Dwithen wer the chap to show

  His naïghbours mwore than they did know,

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Desire

© Ada Cambridge

Bright eyes, sweet lips, with many fevers fill

The young blood, running wildly, as it must;

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Dawn.

© Arthur Henry Adams

Far in the Eastern passage-way a sudden light;
The stone that blocked the sepulchre is backward rolled;
And down into the foetid, stifling vault of Night
The naked corpse of Dawn is lowered, grey and cold.

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Degrees Of Love

© Arthur Symons

When your eyes opened to mine eyes,
Without desire, without surprise,
I knew your soul awoke to sec
All, dreams foretold, but could not be,
Yet loving love, not loving me.

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Du haut de la muraille de Paris

© Victor Marie Hugo

L'Occident était blanc, l'Orient était noir ;
Comme si quelque bras sorti des ossuaires
Dressait un catafalque aux colonnes du soir,
Et sur le firmament déployait deux suaires.

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Dreams

© Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

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Delphi

© Richard Monckton Milnes

Beneath the vintage moon's uncertain light,
And some faint stars that pierced the film of cloud,
Stood those Parnassian peaks before my sight,
Whose fame throughout the ancient world was loud.

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Die Stille Rusplaas

© Eugene Marais



Drie verse uit "Die Tuin van Proserpina"

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Death

© Rabindranath Tagore

O thou the last fulfilment of life,

Death, my death, come and whisper to me!

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Dum Capitolium Scandet

© Ezra Pound

How many will come after me

singing as well as I sing, none better;