Fear poems
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'Ein' Feste Burg Ist Unser Gott' - Luther's Hymn
© John Greenleaf Whittier
We wait beneath the furnace-blast
The pangs of transformation;
The College Widow
© George Ade
When I was but a Freshman and that was long ago
I saw her first, but did not learn her name.
She was at a lecture, I believe, in the first or second row,
And the Junior with her seemed to be her flame.
Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. - Canto III.
© Matthew Prior
Ideas, farms, and intellects,
Have furnish'd out three different sects.
Substance or accident divides
All Europe into adverse sides.
Gunpowder Treason
© John Keble
Beneath the burning eastern sky
The Cross was raised at morn:
The widowed Church to weep stood by,
The world, to hate and scorn.
Vision Of Columbus - Book 6
© Joel Barlow
Naval action of De Grasse and Graves. Capture of Cornwallis..
Thus view'd the sage. When, lo, in eastern skies,
The Distracted Puritan
© Richard Corbet
Am I mad, O noble Festus,
When zeal and godly knowledge
Have put me in hope
To deal with the Pope
Midnight
© Harriet Beecher Stowe
All dark! - no light, no ray!
Sun, moon, and stars, all gone!
Dimness of anguish! - utter void! -
Crushed, and alone!
The Speech
© Benjamin Jonson
The long laments I spent for ruin'd Troy,
Are dried; and now mine eyes run teares of joy.
No more shall men suppose Electra dead,
Though from the consort of her sisters fled
Second Sunday After Epiphany
© John Keble
The heart of childhood is all mirth:
We frolic to and fro
As free and blithe, as if on earth
Were no such thing as woe.
A Glance Behind The Curtain
© James Russell Lowell
We see but half the causes of our deeds,
Seeking them wholly in the outer life,
Twin-Growth
© William Cosmo Monkhouse
I would not wish thee other than thou art;
I love thee, love, so well in every part,
That had I power to change thee
In form or face or mind,
I could not find
The heart to re-arrange thee.
My Birthday
© Charles Lamb
A dozen years since in this house what commotion,
What bustle, what stir, and what joyful ado;
Every soul in the family at my devotion,
When into the world I came twelve years ago.
Fragment II
© Giacomo Leopardi
The light of day was fading in the west,
The smoke no more from village chimneys curled,
Nor voice of man, nor bark of dog was heard;
The Rivals
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
'TWAS three an' thirty year ago,
I When I was ruther young, you know,
Sonnet To Disappointment
© Helen Maria Williams
PALE disappointment! at thy freezing name
Chill fears in every shiv'ring vein I prove;
Ypres
© Robert Laurence Binyon
On the road to Ypres, on the long road,
Marching strong,
We'll sing a song of Ypres, of her glory
And her wrong.
Il Bacio
© Paul Verlaine
Kiss! Hollyhock in Love's luxuriant close!
Brisk music played on pearly little keys,
In tempo with the witching melodies
Love in the ardent heart repeating goes.
