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Passage to India.

© Walt Whitman

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SINGING my days,
Singing the great achievements of the present,
Singing the strong, light works of engineers,

As I Sat Alone by Blue Ontarios Shores.

© Walt Whitman

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AS I sat alone, by blue Ontarios shore,
As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace returnd, and the dead that return no
more,

To Think of Time.

© Walt Whitman

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TO think of timeof all that retrospection!
To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward!

Poem of Joys.

© Walt Whitman

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O TO make the most jubilant poem!
Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of Death.
O full of music! full of manhood, womanhood, infancy!

Walt Whitman.

© Walt Whitman

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I CELEBRATE myself;
And what I assume you shall assume;
For every atom belonging to me, as good belongs to you.

Plutonian Ode

© Allen Ginsberg

IWhat new element before us unborn in nature? Is there
a new thing under the Sun?
At last inquisitive Whitman a modern epic, detonative,
Scientific theme

The Two Kings

© William Butler Yeats

King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood
Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen
He had outridden his war-wasted men
That with empounded cattle trod the mire,

The Three Hermits

© William Butler Yeats

Three old hermits took the air
By a cold and desolate sea,
First was muttering a prayer,
Second rummaged for a flea;

The Rose Of Battle

© William Butler Yeats

Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World!
The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled
Above the tide of hours, trouble the air,
And God's bell buoyed to be the water's care;

To His Heart, Bidding It Have No Fear

© William Butler Yeats

Be you still, be you still, trembling heart;
Remember the wisdom out of the old days:
Him who trembles before the flame and the flood,
And the winds that blow through the starry ways,

A strange thing surely that my Heart, when love had come unsought
Upon the Norman upland or in that poplar shade,
Should find no burden but itself and yet should be worn out.
It could not bear that burden and therefore it went mad.

Baile And Aillinn

© William Butler Yeats

ARGUMENT. Baile and Aillinn were lovers, but Aengus, the
Master of Love, wishing them to he happy in his own land
among the dead, told to each a story of the other's death, so
that their hearts were broken and they died.

The Hour Before Dawn

© William Butler Yeats

And I will talk before I sleep
And drink before I talk.'
And he
Had dipped the wooden ladle deep
Into the sleeper's tub of beer
Had not the sleeper started up.

A Woman Homer Sung

© William Butler Yeats

If any man drew near
When I was young,
I thought, 'He holds her dear,'
And shook with hate and fear.

Cuchulain Comforted

A man that had six mortal wounds, a man
Violent and famous, strode among the dead;
Eyes stared out of the branches and were gone.

The Man Who Dreamed Of Faeryland

He stood among a crowd at Dromahair;
His heart hung all upon a silken dress,
And he had known at last some tenderness,
Before earth took him to her stony care;

The Wanderings of Oisin: Book I

S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind,
With a heavy heart and a wandering mind,
Have known three centuries, poets sing,
Of dalliance with a demon thing.

The Wanderings of Oisin: Book II

S. Patrick. Be still: the skies
Are choked with thunder, lightning, and fierce wind,
For God has heard, and speaks His angry mind;
Go cast your body on the stones and pray,
For He has wrought midnight and dawn and day.