Poems begining by D
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Distichs.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
WHO is the happiest of men? He who values the merits
of others,
And in their pleasure takes joy, even as though 'twere his own.
Die Lehrende Astronomie
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
Der Stolz, der Torheit Eigentum,
Verkennt, zu eignem Trost, sich gerne;
Die Demut ist des Weisen Ruhm,
Und die lernt er bei euch, ihr Sterne!
Und wird nur gross, weil er euch kennet,
Und euern Gott auch seinen nennet.
Dedication
© Rainer Maria Rilke
I have great faith in all things not yet spoken.
I want my deepest pious feelings freed.
What no one yet has dared to risk and warrant
will be for me a challenge I must meet.
Death-lament Of The Noble Wife Of Asan Aga.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Scarcely had the Cadi read this letter,
Than he gather'd all his Suatians round him,
And then tow'rd the bride his course directed,
And the veil she ask'd for, took he with him.
Dedication.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
By new-born flow'rs that full of dew-drops hung;
The youthful day awoke with ecstacy,
And all things quicken'd were, to quicken me.
Dulce Tortura With Transalation
© Alfonsina Storni
Polvo de oro en tus manos fue mi melancolía;
Sobre tus manos largas desparramé mi vida;
Mis dulzuras quedaron a tus manos prendidas;
Ahora soy un ánfora de perfumes vacía.
Daphne to Apollo. Imitated From The First Book Of Ovid's Metamorphosis
© Matthew Prior
Daphne aside]
This care is for himself as pure as death;
One mile has put the fellow out of breath:
He'll never go, I'll lead him th' other round;
Washy he is, perhaps not over sound.
Durer: Innsbruck, 1495
© James Phillip McAuley
I had often, cowled in the slumbrous heavy air,
Closed my inanimate lids to find it real,
As I knew it would be, the colourful spires
And painted roofs, the high snows glimpsed at the back
Declaration Of War.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
OH, would I resembledThe country girls fair,
Who rosy-red ribbonsAnd yellow hats wear!To believe I was prettyI thought was allow'd;
In the town I believed itWhen by the youth vow'd.Now that Spring hath return'd,All my joys disappear;
The girls of the countryHave lured him from here.To change dress and figure,Was needful I found,
Dusk
© Gabriela Mistral
I feel my heart melting
in the mildness like candles:
my veins are slow oil
and not wine,
and I feel my life fleeing
hushed and gentle like the gazelle.
Dabodi
© Mao Zedong
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet -
Who is dancing, waving this coloured ribbon against the sky?
The sun returns slanting after the rain
And hill and pass grow a deeper blue.
Departed Days
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
Yes, dear departed, cherished days,
Could Memory's hand restore
Different Emotions On The Same Spot.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Oh heavenly sight!
He's coming to meet me;
Perplex'd, I retreat me,
Domination Of Black
© Wallace Stevens
At night, by the fire,
The colors of the bushes
And of the fallen leaves,
Repeating themselves,
Disillusionment Of Ten O'clock
© Wallace Stevens
The houses are haunted
By white night-gowns.
None are green,
Or purple with green rings,
De Profundis
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Oh why is heaven built so far,
Oh why is earth set so remote?
I cannot reach the nearest star
That hangs afloat.
Dusk In War Time
© Sara Teasdale
A half-hour more and you will lean
To gather me close in the old sweet way-
But oh, to the woman over the sea
Who will come at the close of day?
