Poems begining by D
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De Sauty
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
The first messages received through the submarine cable
were sent by an electrical expert, a mysterious personage
who signed himself De Sauty.
Departure
© Anna Akhmatova
Although this land is not my own,
I will remember its inland sea
and the waters that are so cold
the sand as white
as old bones, the pine trees
strangely red where the sun comes down.
Dorinda's Sparkling Wit and Eyes
© Charles Sackville
Dorinda's sparkling wit and eyes,
United, cast too fierce a light,
Which blazes high but quickly dies,
Warms not the heart but hurts the sight.
Die Verschlimmerten Zeiten
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
Anakreon trank, liebte, scherzte,
Anakreon trank, spielte, herzte,
Anakreon trank, schlief, und traeumte
Was sich zu Wein und Liebe reimte:
Und hiess mit Recht der Weise.
Desolate
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
From the sad eaves the drip-drop of the rain!
The water washing at the latchel door;
A slow step plashing by upon the moor;
A single bleat far from the famished fold;
The clicking of an embered hearth and cold;
The rainy Robin tic-tac at the pane.
Day By Day
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
EVERY day has its dawn,
Its soft and silent eve,
Its noontide hours of bliss or bale;--
Why should we grieve?
Daphne's Visit
© William Shenstone
Ye birds! for whom I rear'd the grove,
With melting lay salute my love;
My Daphne with your notes detain,
Or I have rear'd my grove in vain.
Design For The List Of Pictures
© Arthur Symons
Priapus, with his god's virility,
With woman's breads that passionately rise,
Dawn By The Sea
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Beautiful, cold, freshness of light reveals
The black masts, mirrored with their shadowy spars,
The hill--gloom and the sleeping wharf, and steals
Up magical faint heights of fading stars.
Departed Friends
© Edgar Albert Guest
The dead friends live and always will;
Their presence hovers round us still.
Disillusioned
© Corinna
People holding hands, daring to love,
children playing, no one left out,
believing in a God, high above,
no reasons given to cry out loud.
Deer
© Ellis Parker Butler
The deer's a mighty useful beast
From Petersburg to Tennyson
For while he lives he lopes around
And when he's dead he's venison.
De Critters' Dance
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Ain't nobody nevah tol' you not a wo'd a-tall,
'Bout de time dat all de critters gin dey fancy ball?
Some folks tell it in a sto'y, some folks sing de rhyme,
'Peahs to me you ought to hyeahed it, case hit 's ol' ez time.
Deniehys Lament
© Henry Kendall
SPIRIT of Loveliness! Heart of my heart!
Flying so far from me, Heart of my heart!
Above the eastern hill, I know the red leaves thrill,
But thou art distant still, Heart of my heart!
