Poems begining by F
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Fair Emily Ov Yarrow Mill
© William Barnes
Dear Yarrowham, 'twer many miles
Vrom thy green meäds that, in my walk,
Flesh And Spirit
© William Baylebridge
No! 'twas the questing dream that first achieved her-
More sensed for knowing no material part,
Farewell
© Robert Nichols
For the last time, maybe, upon the knoll
I stand. The eve is golden, languid, sad.
Day like a tragic actor plays his role
To the last whispered word and falls gold-clad.
I, too, take leave of all I ever had.
Fragments
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
THE wounded hart and the dying swan
Were side by side
Where the rushes coil with the turn of the tide
The hart and the swan.
Foreign Lands
© Henry Lawson
Here we slave the dull years hopeless for the sake of Wool and Wheat
Here the homes of ugly Commerceniggard farm and haggard street;
Yet our mothers and our fathers won the life the heart demands
Less than fifty years gone over, we were born in Foreign Lands.
Fragments - Lines 1341 - 1350
© Theognis of Megara
Alas, I am in love with a soft-skinned boy, who to all my friends
Reveals that this is true, though he does so against my will.
Fragments - Lines 0255 - 0256
© Theognis of Megara
The noblest thing is justice; the most advantageous, health;
But what gives greatest delight is to gain the object of one's desire.
Failure
© George MacDonald
Farewell, O Arm of the Lord!
Man who hated the sword,
Yet struck and spared not the thing abhorred!
Farewell, O word of the Word!
Man who knew no failure
But the failure of the Lord!
From Boethius
© Samuel Johnson
O Thou! whose power o'er moving worlds presides,
Whose voice created, and whose wisdom guides,
Father William
© Lewis Carroll
"You are old, father William," the young man said,
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head -
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"
Four Poems About Jamaica
© William Matthews
1. Montego Bay, 10:00 P.M.
A chandelier, a tiara,
a hive of lights. A cruise ship
From Faust - III. Chorus Of Angels
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Coming joys plead ye,--
Then is the Master near,
Then is He here!
Frida And Her Poet
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
He bids a last farewell
To this world's life, again prepared to dwell
On heights celestial, in whose golden airs
The heart, at least, shall shed earth's wintry cares,
And blooming, breathe the vernal heats of Heaven.
Flowers
© Arthur Rimbaud
Like a god with huge blue eyes and limbs of snow,
the sea and sky lure to the marble terraces
the throng of roses, young and strong.
From Faust - VII. MARGARET, Placing Fresh Flowers In The Flower-Pots.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Piercing my very bone?
The sorrows that my bosom fill,
Its trembling, its aye-yearning will,
Five Critcisms
© Alfred Noyes
Old Pantaloon, lean-witted, dour and rich,
After grim years of soul-destroying greed,
Weds Columbine, that April-blooded witch
"Too young" to know that gold was not her need.
First Love Remembered
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
PEACE in her chamber, wheresoe'er
It be, a holy place:
Fortunio. A Parable For The Times
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
WHO at the court of Astolf, the great King,
King of a realm of firs, and icy floes,
Cold bright fiords, and mountains capped with clouds.
Who there so loved and honored as the knight,
Farm Scene
© Ernest G Moll
They come each morning to the gate,
are milked and wander off to feed;
six cows, a calf and in the lead
a brindled bull, old, fat sedate.
