Poems begining by F
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From Myrtis
© Walter Savage Landor
FRIENDS, whom she lookd at blandly from her couch
And her white wrist above it, gem-bedewd,
Were arguing with Pentheusa: she had heard
Report of Creons death, whom years before
Floridi. De Ebrioso
© Richard Lovelace
Phoebus asleep forbad me wine to take:
I yield; and now am only drunk awake.
From Goethe
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Peace is perfect over
All the hills.
Scarce wilt thou discover
A breath, so still's
Fifehead
© William Barnes
'Twer where my fondest thoughts do light,
At Fifehead, while we spent the night;
From 'Lines In Memory Of Edmund Morris'
© Duncan Campbell Scott
HERE Morris, on the plains that we have loved,
Think of the death of Akoose, fleet of foot,
Folks
© Edgar Albert Guest
We was speakin' of folks, jes' common folks,
An' we come to this conclusion,
That wherever they be, on land or sea,
They warm to a home allusion;
Fragment: "Amor Aeternus"
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
Wealth and dominion fade into the mass
Of the great sea of human right and wrong,
When once from our possession they must pass;
But love, though misdirected, is among
The things which are immortal, and surpass
All that frail stuff which will be--or which was.
From The Building of the Ship
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Republic
THOU, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Farmer's Boy
© John Clare
He waits all day beside his little flock
And asks the passing stranger what's o'clock,
Fuite En Sologne
© Victor Marie Hugo
Ami, viens me rejoindre.
Les bois sont innocents.
Il est bon de voir poindre
L'aube des paysans.
Fainting by the Way
© Henry Kendall
Swarthy wastelands, wide and woodless, glittering miles and miles away,
Where the south wind seldom wanders and the winters will not stay;
Florence Nightingale
© Emma Lazarus
UPON the whitewashed walls
A woman's shadow falls,
A woman walketh o'er the darksome floors.
A soft, angelic smile
Lighteth her face the while,
In passing through the dismal corridors.
Friends
© Madison Julius Cawein
Down through the woods, along the way
That fords the stream; by rock and tree,
Where in the bramble-bell the bee
Swings; and through twilights green and gray
The redbird flashes suddenly,
My thoughts went wandering to-day.
"Florence kneels down to say her prayers"
© Lesbia Harford
Florence kneels down to say her prayers
At night.
I wonder what she says and why she cares
To pray at night.
Fireflies
© Rabindranath Tagore
My fancies are fireflies,
Specks of living light
twinkling in the dark.
Farewell
© Augusta Davies Webster
FAREWELL: we two shall still meet day by day,
Live side by side;
But never more shall heart respond to heart.
Two stranger boats can drift adown one tide,
Two branches on one stem grow green apart.
Farewell, I say.
First The Dog
© Zbigniew Herbert
so first the dog honest mongrel
which has never abandoned us
dreaming of earthly lamps and bones
will fall asleep in its whirling kennel
its warm blood boiling drying away
