Poems begining by E
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Evening Prayer
© Arthur Rimbaud
I spend my life sitting - like an angel
in the hands of a barber - a deeply fluted beer mug
in my fist, belly and neck curved,
a Gambier pipe in my teeth, under the air
swelling with impalpable veils of smoke.
Experimentum Crucis
© John Kenyon
With different colour glows each ray
That joins to feed the solar day.
Yet, each commingling as they pass,
They lose distinction in the mass,
Where Iris-hues, grown tintless quite,
Stand wondering at their own pure White.
Excerpts from "LES HEURES CLAIRES" (English translations)
© Emile Verhaeren
Oh, splendour of our joy and our delight,
Woven of gold amid the silken air!
See the dear house among its gables light,
And the green garden, and the orchard there!
Eternal
© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
Im in the days embracing limits,
Where even skies are ever gray,
Look through the ages, live in minutes,
And wait for Holy Saturday;
Epigram. Omnia Vincit Amor.
© Henry James Pye
O Love, though Virgil's lays ascribe
Resistless power to thee,
Epistle From Mr. Murray To Dr. Polidori
© George Gordon Byron
Dear Doctor, I have read your play,
Which is a good one in its way,
Purges the eyes and moves the bowels,
And drenches handkerchiefs like towels
Eclogue the First Selim
© William Taylor Collins
`O haste, fair maids, ye Virtues, come away,
Sweet Peace and Plenty lead you on your way!
The balmy shrub for you shall love our shore,
By Ind excelled or Araby no more.
Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: LIV
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
I must not speak of it. Even yet my heart
Is but a feeble thing to fret and cry,
And it might chance to wake and with a start,
When nights were still and stars were in the sky,
Epigram
© Francis Quarles
MY soul, sit thou a patient looker-on ;
Judge not the play before the play is done :
Her plot hath many changes ; every day
Speaks a new scene ; the last act crowns the play.
Ecce Homo
© Charles Harpur
For the great precept of His Christianity
Was always, Live in charity; yea, live
To love and to forgive,
That so My spirit may through all humanity
Pass ever downward with a widening birth,
Till peace possess the earth.
Et lidet barn sa lysteligt
© Nicolaj Frederik Severin Grundtvig
Et lidet barn så lysteligt
blev af en jomfru båret,
Earth-Visitors
© Kenneth Slessor
(To N.L.)
THERE were strange riders once, came gusting down
Cloaked in dark furs, with faces grave and sweet,
And white as air. None knew them, they were strangers
Epilogue To A Comedy Acted At Bath,
© Mary Barber
Then had the Audience wept her Woes anew,
And own'd the Poet was prophetic too;
Foresaw Plantagenet's imperial Race
Would such a Heroine give us, in Your Grace.
Earl Rodericks Bride
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
It was the Black Earl Roderick
Who rode towards the south;
Eva Gray
© Charles Harpur
PALER, paler, day by day,
Waxeth wordless Eva Gray,
Wasting through the heart away!
Eclogue VII
© Virgil
Corydon.
"Libethrian Nymphs, who are my heart's delight,
Grant me, as doth my Codrus, so to sing-
Next to Apollo he- or if to this
We may not all attain, my tuneful pipe
Here on this sacred pine shall silent hang."
ER LOGOTENENTE (The Lieutenant)
© Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
Come intese a ciarlà der cavalletto,
Presto io curze dar zor Logotenente:
"Mi' marito… Eccellenza… è un poveretto
Pe carità… Ché nun ha ffatto gnente".
