Fear poems
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In Evil Long I Took Delight
© John Newton
In evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear,
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopped my wild career.
Exit God
© Gamaliel Bradford
Of old our father's God was real,
Something they almost saw,
Which kept them to a stern ideal
And scourged them into awe.
The Fairy's Gift
© Andrew Lang
The Fays that to my christ'ning came
(For come they did, my nurses taught me),
The Souls Mutiny
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
I saw a galley passing to the West,
Its silken sails aglow as if with blood,
When the red sun dropped down into his nest,
And hurled his level spears across the flood.
Hackelnberg
© Madison Julius Cawein
When down the Hartz the echoes swarm
He rides beneath the sounding storm
Stuart
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
A CUP of your potent "mountain dew,"
By the camp-fire's ruddy light;
Let us drink to a spirit as leal and true
As ever drew blade in fight,
And dashed on the foeman's lines of steel,
For God and his people's right.
At The End Of The Road
© Madison Julius Cawein
THIS is the truth as I see it, my dear,
Out in the wind and the rain:
They who have nothing have little to fear,
Nothing to lose or to gain.
A Thanksgiving For F. D. Maurice
© George MacDonald
The veil hath lifted and hath fallen; and him
Who next it stood before us, first so long,
We see not; but between the cherubim
The light burns clearer: come-a thankful song!
In the Wings
© Bliss William Carman
THE play is Life; and this round earth
The narrow stage whereon
We act before an audience
Of actors dead and gone.
The Telegraph Clerk
© Anonymous
Sitting here by my desk all day,
Hearing the constant click
As the messages speed on their way,
And the call comes sharp and quick--
Voices Of The Night : The Light Of Stars
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
Tale II
© George Crabbe
frame.
Yes! old and grieved, and trembling with decay,
Was Allen landing in his native bay,
Willing his breathless form should blend with
Skaal
© Henry Lawson
Right or wrongwhateer in future
May this blundering world befall,
Human kindness will survive it
Brothers! Skaal! to brave men, Skaal!
Three Day's Ride
© Stephen Vincent Benet
"FROM Belton Castle to Solway side,
Hard by the bridge, is three days' ride."
The Little Sister
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
The wind knocks at the window,
And my heart is full of fear,
The Last Memory
© Arthur Symons
When I am old, and think of the old days,
And warm my hands before a little blaze,
Having forgotten love, hope, fear, desire,
I shall see, smiling out of the pale fire,
Prologue To The Second Part Of Henry IV
© Henry James Pye
AS ALTERED FROM SHAKESPEAR, BY THE REV. DR. VALPY, AND PERFORMED BY THE YOUNG GENTLEMEN OF READING SCHOOL.
