Poems begining by D
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Der Alte Und Der Junge Wein
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
Ihr Alten trinkt, euch jung und froh zu trinken:
Drum mag der junge Wein
Fuer euch, ihr Alten, sein.
Dead Before Death
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Ah! changed and cold, how changed and very cold,
With stiffened smiling lips and cold calm eyes:
Das Ewig-Weibliche
© James Russell Lowell
How was I worthy so divine a loss,
Deepening my midnights, kindling all my morns?
Why waste such precious wood to make my cross,
Such far-sought roses for my crown of thorns?
Dream Song II
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Pray, what can dreams avail
To make love or to mar?
The child within the cradle rail
Lies dreaming of the star.
But is the star by this beguiled
To leave its place and seek the child?
Dream Voyageurs
© Duncan Campbell Scott
To ports of balm through isles of musk
The gentle airs are leading us;
Deliverance Through Art
© Lesbia Harford
When I am making poetry I'm good
And happy then.
I live in a deep world of angelhood
Afar from men.
Dear Grif
© Louisa May Alcott
"Dear Grif,
Here is a whiff
Of beautiful spring flowers;
The big red rose
Is for your nose,
As toward the sky it towers.
Dad's a Millionaire
© Henry Clay Work
Hurrah! hurrah! now give us a rousing song-
Good bye! good bye! to poverty, want and care;
The fortune's come, we've waited for so long,
And Dad's a millionaire!
Devil's Swing
© Fyodor Sologub
Over the rushing river
Where shaggy fir-trees stand,
The devil himself is pushing
My swing with furry hand.
Don Juan: Canto The Twelfth
© George Gordon Byron
Of all the barbarous middle ages, that
Which is most barbarous is the middle age
Dialogue Lucasta, Alexis
© Richard Lovelace
I.
Lucasta.
TELL me, ALEXIS, what this parting is,
That so like dying is, but is not it?
December 23, 1879
© George MacDonald
A thousand houses of poesy stand around me everywhere;
They fill the earth and they fill my thought, they are in and above the
air;
But to-night they have shut their doors, they have shut their shining
windows fair,
And I am left in a desert world, with an aching as if of care.
Dreams
© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
By the hut, left by people and heaven,
Where the fences black remnants are steeping,
The ragged beggar and black old raven,
Were discussing the dreams of the sleeping.
Dramatic Fragment
© Henry Timrod
Let the boy have his will! I tell thee, brother,
We treat these little ones too much like flowers,
Davids Lamentation for Saul and Jonathan.
© Anne Bradstreet
2. Sam. 1. 19.Alas slain is the Head of Israel,
Illustrious Saul whose beauty did excell,
Dream Fable
© Rabia al Basri
"Your prayers are your light;
Your devotion is your strength;
Sleep is the enemy of both.
Your life is the only opportunity that life can give you.
If you ignore it, if you waste it,
You will only turn to dust."
