Faith poems

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Translation

© Oliver Goldsmith

CHASTE are their instincts, faithful is their fire,

No foreign beauty tempts to false desire;

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Orient Ode

© Francis Thompson

Lo, in the sanctuaried East,

Day, a dedicated priest

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In the Carpenter's Shop

© Sara Teasdale

Mary sat in the corner dreaming,
Dim was the room and low,
While in the dusk, the saw went screaming
 To and fro.

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The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto IV.

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore

III Compensation
  That nothing here may want its praise,
  Know, she who in her dress reveals
  A fine and modest taste, displays
  More loveliness than she conceals.

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Thebaid

© Robinson Jeffers

How many turn back toward dreams and magic, how many

children

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The Sorcerer: Act II

© William Schwenck Gilbert


Scene-Exterior of Sir Marmaduke's mansion by moonlight.  All the
 peasantry are discovered asleep on the ground, as at the end
 of Act I.

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Before a Statue of Achilles

© George Santayana

  I

Behoild Pelides with his yellow hair,

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The Tenth Olympic Ode Of Pindar

© Henry James Pye

To Agesidamus, son of Archestratus, an Epizephyrian Locrian, on his Victory obtained by the Cæstus. ARGUMENT. The Poet begins the Ode by apologising to Agesidamus, for having so long delayed composing it, after promising to do it. He then compliments him upon his country, and consoles him for being worsted at the beginning of the contest, till encouraged by Ilias, by relating the same circumstance of Hercules and Patroclus. He then describes the institution of the Olympic Games, by Hercules, after the victory he obtained over Augeas, and the sons of Neptune and Molione; and enumerates those who won the first Prizes in the Athletic Exercises. He then, returning to Agesidamus, and congratulating him on having a Poet to sing his exploits, though after some delay, concludes with praising him for his strength and beauty.

STROPHE I.

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Paeans

© Virna Sheard

Oh! I will hold fast to Joy!
  I will not let him depart--
He shall close his beautiful rainbow wings
  And sing his song in my heart.

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A Letter From Palestine

© Alice Guerin Crist


A letter from “The East” it came today,

And all the house is lightened of its gloom:

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A Pastoral Ballad. In Four Parts

© William Shenstone

Arbusta humilesque myrciae. ~ Virg.
Explanation.
Groves and lovely shrubs.

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A Sculptor

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

As the ambitious sculptor, tireless, lifts
Chisel and hammer to the block at hand,
Before my half-formed character I stand
And ply the shining tools of mental gifts.

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Akiba

© Katha Pollitt

THE WAY OUT

 

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Marjorie’s Wooing

© Emma Lazarus

THE corn was yellow upon the cliffs,
The fluttering grass was green to see,
The waves were blue as the sky above,
And the sun it was shining merrily.

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The Pleasures of Imagination: Book The Second

© Mark Akenside

Till all its orbs and all its worlds of fire
Be loosen'd from their seats; yet still serene,
The unconquer'd mind looks down upon the wreck;
And ever stronger as the storms advance,
Firm through the closing ruin holds his way,
Where nature calls him to the destin'd goal.

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To Heaven

© Benjamin Jonson

Good and great God, can I not think of thee


But it must straight my melancholy be?

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Lines To A Portrait, By A Superior Person

© Francis Bret Harte

When I bought you for a song,

Years ago--Lord knows how long!--

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Poets Have Chanted Mortality

© Pindar

It had better been hidden
  But the Poets inform:
We are chattel and liege
  Of an undying Worm.

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Australia To England

© John Farrell

What of the years of Englishmen?

  What have they brought of growth and grace