Poems begining by F
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Fallen In The Night!
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Pelting, undermining, loosening, came the rain;
Through its topmost branches roared the hurricane;
Oft it strained and shivered till the night wore past;
But in dusky daylight there the tree stood fast,
Though its birds had left it, and its leaves were dead,
And its blossoms faded, and its fruit all shed.
Flight of the Wild Geese
© William Ellery Channing
Stirred above the patent ball,
The wild geese flew,
Nor near so wild as that doth me befall,
Or, swollen Wisdom, you.
Farewell Old War Horse
© Anonymous
The struggle for freedom has ended they say,
The days of fatigue and Remorse,
But our hearts one and all are in memory today,
We are losing our old friend, the Horse.
From The Sea
© Sara Teasdale
All beauty calls you to me, and you seem,
Past twice a thousand miles of shifting sea,
To reach me. You are as the wind I breathe
Here on the ship's sun-smitten topmost deck,
From Faust - VI. Scene--A Garden
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Go, ask the wisest who on earth e'er trod,--
Their answer will appear to be
Given alone in mockery.
Frederick Henry Hedge D. D. On His 80th Birthday, Dec. 12, 1885
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
WHAT lapse or accident of time
Can dull that soul's sonorous chime
Which owns the priceless heritage
Youth's summer warmth in wintry age?
Floridian
© Madison Julius Cawein
The cactus and the aloe bloom
Beneath the window of your room;
Your window where, at evenfall,
Beneath the twilight's first pale star,
You linger, tall and spiritual,
And hearken my guitar.
Fishers Of Men
© Alfred Noyes
Long, long ago, He said,
He who could wake the dead
And walk upon the sea-
"Come, follow Me.
Fate, Or God?
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
BEYOND the record of all eldest things,
Beyond the rule and regions of past time,
From out Antiquity's hoary-headed rime,
Looms the dread phantom of a King of kings:
Fifty Years Apart
© Anonymous
They sit in the winter gloaming,
And the fire burns bright between;
One has passed seventy summers,
And the other just seventeen.
Faute De Mieux
© Dorothy Parker
Travel, trouble, music, art,
A kiss, a frock, a rhyme-
I never said they feed my heart,
But still they pass my time.
Friendship
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Dear friend, I pray thee, if thou wouldst be proving
Thy strong regard for me,
Make me no vows. Lip-service is not loving;
Let thy faith speak for thee.
Faith
© Frances Anne Kemble
Better trust all and be deceived,
And weep that trust and that deceiving,
Than doubt one heart that, if believed,
Had blessed one's life with true believing.
