Poems begining by D
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Dirge Of The Dead Sisters
© Rudyard Kipling
Who recalls the twilight and the ranged tents in order
(Violet peaks uplifted through the crystal evening air?)
And the clink of iron teacups and the piteous, noble laughter,
And the faces of the Sisters with the dust upon their hair?
De Suo In Lesbiam Amore Ep. 88.
© Richard Lovelace
Nulla potest mulier tantum se dicere amatam
Vere, quantum a me Lesbia amata mea est;
Nulla fides ullo fuit unquam faedere tanta,
Quanta in amore suo ex parte reperta mea est.
Drink the Nectar
© Mirabai
Drink the nectar of the Divine Name, O human! Drink the nectar of the Divine Name!
Leave the bad company, always sit among righteous company. Hearken to the mention of God (for your own sake).
Concupiscence, anger, pride, greed, attachment: wash these out of your consciousness.
Mira's Lord is the Mountain-Holder, the suave lover. Soak yourself in the dye of His colour.
Dan McGann Declares Himself
© Edgar Albert Guest
Said Dan McGann to a foreign man who worked at the selfsame bench,
"Let me tell you this," and for emphasis he flourished a Stilson wrench;
Disillusioned - By an Ex-Enthusiast
© William Schwenck Gilbert
Oh, that my soul its gods could see
As years ago they seemed to me
When first I painted them;
Invested with the circumstance
Of old conventional romance:
Exploded theorem!
Deaths Chill Between
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Chide not; let me breathe a little,
For I shall not mourn him long;
Though the life-cord was so brittle,
The love-cord was very strong.
I would wake a little space
Till I find a sleeping-place.
Die 47ste Ode Anakreons
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
Alter tanze! Wenn du tanzest,
Alter, so gefaellst du mir!
Juengling, tanze! Wenn du tanzest,
Juengling, so gefaellst du mir.
Dejection
© Leon Gellert
Point thy battered prow to the dark shore
Thou hoary son of Erebus, and dip thy blades
Decius Brutus, On The Coast Of Portugal
© Richard Monckton Milnes
Never did Day, her heat and trouble o'er,
Proclaim herself more blest,
Than when, beside that Lusitanian shore,
She wooed herself to rest:
Dickens
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
METHINKS the air
Throbs with the tolling of harmonious bells,
Rung by the bands of spirits; everywhere
We feel the presence of a soft despair
And thrill to voices of divine farewells.
Dear phantoms of my summer's golden
© William Herbert Carruth
Dear phantoms of my summer's golden
dream!
Dying (I heard a fly buzz when I died)
© Emily Dickinson
With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz,
Between the light and me;
And then the windows failed, and then
I could not see to see.
Dream With Clam-Diggers
© Sylvia Plath
This dream budded bright with leaves around the edges,
Its clear air winnowed by angels; she was come
Back to her early sea-town home
Scathed, stained after tedious pilgrimages.
Departing Summer
© George Moses Horton
When auburn Autumn mounts the stage,
And Summer fails her charms to yield,
Bleak nature turns another page,
To light the glories of the field.
'Dompna Pois De Me No'us Cal'
© Ezra Pound
FROM THE PROVENCAL OF EN BERTRANS DE BORN
Lady, since you care nothing for me,
Die Wider Den Caesar Verschworne Helden
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
Cassius.
Jetzt, Helden, lasst uns ruehmlich sterben,
Eh Rom noch Koenigsfesseln traegt.
Wer sollte nicht mit Lust verderben,
Wenn ihn der Staat mit niederschlaegt?
Dover To Munich
© Charles Stuart Calverley
Farewell, farewell! Before our prow
Leaps in white foam the noisy channel,
A tourist's cap is on my brow,
My legs are cased in tourists' flannel:
Dooryard Roses
© Sara Teasdale
I have come the selfsame path
To the selfsame door,
Years have left the roses there
Burning as before
