Poems begining by D

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Duet

© Thomas Love Peacock

All my troubles disappear,
 When the dinner-bell I hear,
 Over woodland, dale, and fell,
 Swinging slow with solemn swell,--
 The dinner-bell! the dinner-bell!

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Del Pueblo Natal

© Ramon Lopez Velarde

Ingenuas provincianas: cuando mi vida se halle
desahuciada por todos, iré por los caminos
por donde vais cantando los más sonoros trinos
y en fraternal confianza ceñiré vuestro talle.

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Der Regen

© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing

Der Regen haelt noch immer an!
So klagt der arme Bauersmann;
Doch eher stimm ich nicht mit ein,
Es regne denn in meinen Wein.

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Dusk In Autumn

© Sara Teasdale

The moon is like a scimitar,
A little silver scimitar,
A-drifting down the sky.
And near beside it is a star,

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Disappointed.

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

AN old man planted and dug and tended,

Toiling in joy from dew to dew;

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Dawlish Fair

© John Keats

Here's somebody coming, here's somebody coming!
  Says I 'tis the wind at a parley;
So without any fuss any hawing and humming
  She lay on the grass debonairly.

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Darkness

© Aldous Huxley

My close-walled soul has never known

That innermost darkness, dazzling sight,

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Demand

© Langston Hughes



Listen!

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Der Scheidende

© Heinrich Heine

It has died in me, as it must,
Every idle, earthly lust,
My hatred too of wickedness,
Utterly now, even the sense,

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Dreadful

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Someone ate the baby.

It's rather sad to say.

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Disco De Newton

© Ramon Lopez Velarde

Omnicromía de la tarde amena…
El alma, a la sordina,
y la luz, peregrina,
y la ventura, plena,
y la Vida, una hada
que por amar esta desencajada.

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Der Liebende

© Joseph Freiherr Von Eichendorff

Der Liebende steht träge auf,
Zieht ein Herr-Jemine-Gesicht
Und wünscht, er wäre tot.
Der Morgen tut sich prächtig auf.

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Das Krist Kindel

© James Whitcomb Riley

I had fed the fire and stirred it, till the sparkles in delight
Snapped their saucy little fingers at the chill December night;
And in dressing-gown and slippers, I had tilted back "my
throne"--
The old split-bottomed rocker--and was musing all alone.

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Drain My Brain

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Unwind my mind oh baby drain my brain
Unscrew my head take a part of my heart
Scrape away the pain and start all over again

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Dandelions

© Frances Ellen Watkins Harper


Welcome children of the Spring,
In your garbs of green and gold,
Lifting up your sun-crowned heads
On the verdant plain and wold.

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Design

© Archie Randolph Ammons

The drop seeps whole
from boulder-lichen
or ledge moss and drops,

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Day Sleeping Girl

© Ho Xuan Huong

Summer breeze is sporadically blowing,

Lying down the young girl slides into sleeping.

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Dance Of The Sunbeams

© Bliss William Carman

WHEN morning is high o'er the hilltops
On river and stream and lake,
Wherever a young breeze whispers,
The sun-clad dancers wake.

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Dream Song 17: Muttered Henry:—Lord of matter, thus

© John Berryman

Muttered Henry:-Lord of matter, thus:
upon some more unquiet spirit knock,
my madnesses have cease.
All the quarter astonishes a lonely out & back.
They set their clocks by Henry House,
the steadiest man on the block.

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Der Verlust

© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing

Alles ging fuer mich verloren,
Als ich Sylvien verlor.
Du nur gingst nicht mit verloren,
Liebe, da ich sie verlor!