Death poems
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The Destruction Of Sennacherib
© Lord Byron
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Darkness
© Lord Byron
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Stratton Water
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
O HAVE you seen the Stratton flood
That's great with rain to-day?
Shaydayim
© Sharon Esther Lampert
(1) Caressing my tender breasts,
his left hand's on the steering wheel,
and his right hand is firmly tucked
away inside my red silk dress.
And God Created Abortion
© Sharon Esther Lampert
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Love's Apparition and Evanishment: An Allegoric Romance
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Like a lone Arab, old and blind,
Some caravan had left behind,
The Epic
© Madison Julius Cawein
"To arms!" the battle bugles blew.
The daughter of their Earl was she,
Lord of a thousand swords and true;
He but a squire of low degree.
To A Sleeping Maid
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
Oh! do not rudely wake her, nor reproach
Those pulsing limbs for this hostility
She Of The Garden
© Emile Verhaeren
In such a spot, with radiant flowers for halo,
I saw the Guardian Angel sit her down;
Vine-branches fashioned a green shrine above her
And sun-flowers rose behind her like a crown.
Things I Didn't Know I Loved
© Nazim Hikmet
I didn't know I loved the earth
can someone who hasn't worked the earth love it
I've never worked the earth
it must be my only Platonic love
Lee
© Stephen Vincent Benet
The army was asleep as armies sleep.
War lying on a casual sheaf peace
For a brief moment, and yet with armor on,
And yet in the cild's deep sleep, and yet so still.
Even the sentries seemed to walk their posts
With a ghost footfall that could match that night.
On Living
© Nazim Hikmet
ILiving is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
like a squirrel, for example--
I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,
Song #7.
© Robert Crawford
You, too, shall know that I have prayed
Beneath the mystic tree
Whose branches at the first were made
Out of God's memory.
Flight
© Madison Julius Cawein
THE SONG-BIRDS? are they flown away?
The song-birds of the summer-time,
The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XXIV
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
THE SAME CONTINUED
Give me thy soul, Juliet, give me thy soul!
I am a bitter sea, which drinketh in
The sweetness of all waters, and so thine.
In Autumn
© Alice Meynell
The leaves are many under my feet,
And drift one way.
Their scent of death is weary and sweet.
A flight of them is in the grey
Where sky and forest meet.
