Fear poems
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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.
The Lowlands Of Flanders
© Katharine Tynan
THE night that I was married
Our Captain came to me:
Rise up, rise up, new-married man
And come at once with me.
A Dream
© Thomas Parnell
& then With raptures in her mouth she fled
the Cloud (for on a cloud she seemd to tread)
its curles unfolded & around her spread
My downy rest the warmth of fancy broke
& when my thoughts grew settled thus I spoke
Idylls of the King: The Passing of Arthur
© Alfred Tennyson
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere,
First made and latest left of all the knights,
Told, when the man was no more than a voice
In the white winter of his age, to those
With whom he dwelt, new faces, other minds.
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.
"Phoebus was gone, all gone, his journey over"
© Pierre Reverdy
Phoebus was gone, all gone, his journey over.
His sister was riding high: nothing bridled her.
Her light was falling, shining into woods and rivers.
Wild animals opened their jaws wide, stirred to prey.
But in the human world all was sleep, pause, relaxation, torpor.
waiting on the mayflower
© Evie Shockley
“what, to the american slave, is your 4th of july?”
—frederick douglass
A Letter From Palestine
© Alice Guerin Crist
A letter from The East it came today,
And all the house is lightened of its gloom:
Young Laughters, and My Music!
© Augusta Davies Webster
Oh music of my heart, be thus for long:
Too soon the spring bird learns the later song;
Too soon a sadder sweetness slays content
Too soon! There comes new light on onward day,
There comes new perfume o'er a rosier way:
Comes not again the young spring joy that went.
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.
Prayer (I)
© George Herbert
Prayer the church's banquet, angel's age,
God's breath in man returning to his birth,
The Ghost in the Martini
© Anthony Evan Hecht
Over the rim of the glass
Containing a good martini with a twist
I eye her bosom and consider a pass,
Certain we’d not be missed
To The Right Honourable The Earl Of Orrery In Dublin
© Mary Barber
Let Others speak your Titles, and your Blood;
Accept from Me the glorious Name of Good.
This Honour only from fair Virtue springs,
Ennobles Slaves, adds Dignity to Kings.
To Heaven
© Benjamin Jonson
Good and great God, can I not think of thee
But it must straight my melancholy be?
How The Old Horse Won The Bet
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
What was it who was bound to do?
I did not hear and can't tell you,--
Pray listen till my story's through.
Australia To England
© John Farrell
What of the years of Englishmen?
What have they brought of growth and grace
