Fear poems

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Alfred. Book V.

© Henry James Pye

  As o'er the tented field the squadrons spread,
  Stretch'd on the turf the hardy soldier's bed;
  While the strong mound, and warder's careful eyes,
  Protect the midnight camp from quick surprise,
  A voice, in hollow murmurs from the plain,
  Attracts the notice of the wakeful train.

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Book Fourteenth [conclusion]

© William Wordsworth

In one of those excursions (may they ne'er

Fade from remembrance!) through the Northern tracts

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The Stealing Of The Mare - VIII

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Said the Narrator:
And when the Emir Abu Zeyd desired to depart, then said to him the Emir Jaber, ``Was it for the mare then that thou camest to our country, or for what else?'' And Abu Zeyd related to him the whole story of the ancient dame and of all that had happened. And the Emir Fadel cried to the grooms, ``Lead forth the mare, the Hamameh.'' And they led her forth and brought her to the Emir Abu Zeyd. And he departed with her after that he had bidden them farewell. And he went back to those shepherds, and took from them his riding camel, and ceased not until he had returned unto his own Arabs. And when they saw him they saluted him, and came around him and rejoiced exceedingly, and they made feastings, and the tribe rejoiced. And Abu Zeyd related to them all that had happened to him, and they wondered greatly and all the tribe with them. Then sent he to the ancient dame Ghanimeh and begged of her that she might come, and when she came he delivered to her the mare and the gifts and bade her depart to her own people. But she said to him, ``Nay, but send with me one who shall charge himself with my affairs.'' And he sent with her Abul Komsan. And Abul Komsan went with Ghanimeh. And they had not journeyed seven days when they met with the tribe of En Naaman. And Abul Komsan went unto Naaman and said to him: ``Saith my lord Abu Zeyd to thee, let Amer espouse thy daughter, for behold, the mare thou didst require of him my lord hath obtained her for thee.'' But when Naaman heard that, he said, ``Take the mare and return to thy Lord and say he will not listen to thy words, neither will he follow thy counsel.'' But he said to him, ``If thou wilt not do this thing then will I slay thee in the midst of thy Arabs, and destroy thee utterly.'' But when Naaman heard this he leaped upon his mare and rushed upon Abul Komsan. But Abul Komsan struck him with his spear upon his breast and pierced him through, so that the spear shone beyond him. And he called out to all the men of the tribe, and defied them, saying, ``I am your peer, and better than your peer.'' But they said to him, ``Nay, but thou hast done us a service, for this one refused to do according to our counsels.'' So Abul Komsan bade them bury him. And they buried him. Then he bade them to bring Amer before him, and Abul Komsan made rejoicings for him and placed him upon the seat of authority in the room of his uncle Naaman. And they brought to him also Betina, the daughter of Naaman, and he ordered their marriage. And when he had done all these things he desired to leave them. But they brought him gifts and they led forth for him the mare, and he took her and his leave of them and departed, and returned to his master and told him all the story. And Abu Zeyd rejoiced and gave thanks.
And the Narrator once more began his singing and he said:

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The Habitants Jubilee Ode

© William Henry Drummond

Of course w'en we t'ink it de firs' go off, I know very strange it seem
For fader of us dey was offen die for flag of L'Ancien Regime,
From day w'en de voyageurs come out all de way from ole St. Malo,
Flyin' dat flag from de mas' above, an' long affer dat also.

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Le Revenant (The Ghost)

© Charles Baudelaire

Comme les anges à l'oeil fauve,
Je reviendrai dans ton alcôve
Et vers toi glisserai sans bruit
Avec les ombres de la nuit;

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Valuation

© John Greenleaf Whittier

THE old Squire said, as he stood by his gate,
And his neighbor, the Deacon, went by,
"In spite of my bank stock and real estate,
You are better off, Deacon, than I.

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To Pius IX

© Frances Anne Kemble

It may be that the stone which thou art heaving

  From off thy people's neck shall fall and crush thee;

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Outside The Village Church

© Alfred Austin

``The old Church doors stand open wide,
Though neither bells nor anthems peal.
Gazing so fondly from outside,
Why do you enter not and kneel?

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The Island: Canto IV.

© George Gordon Byron

I.

White as a white sail on a dusky sea,

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The Poet

© Mark Akenside

—A Rhapsody


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How many times these low feet staggered

© Emily Dickinson

How many times these low feet staggered --
Only the soldered mouth can tell --
Try -- can you stir the awful rivet --
Try -- can you lift the hasps of steel!

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Faris

© Adam Mickiewicz

  In vain, in vain they threaten me!
  I speed on with redoubled blows.
  The haughty crags have I outgazed,
  And, where such hostile front they raised,
  Now in a long defile they flee,
  Nor one behind another shows.

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The Dunciad: Book II.

© Alexander Pope

Not with more glee, by hands Pontific crown'd,
With scarlet hats wide-waving circled round,
Rome in her Capitol saw Querno sit,
Throned on seven hills, the Antichrist of wit.

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The Wild Beast

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

One spring as I went walking

By budding leaf and thorn

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Morgan

© Edward Harrington


When Morgan crossed the Murray to Peechelba and doom
A sombre silent shadow rode with him through the gloom.
The wild things of the forest slunk from the outlaw's track,
The boobook croaked a warning, "Go back, go back, go back!"
It woke no answering echo in Morgan's blackened soul,
As onward through the darkness he rode towards his goal.

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The Roll Of The De Silve Race

© Victor Marie Hugo

  Sire, your highness does me grace.
This, the last portrait, bears my form and name,
And you would write this motto on the frame!
"This last, sprung from the noblest and the best,
Betrayed his plighted troth, and sold his guest!"

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Madeline

© Henry Timrod

O lady! if, until this hour,

I've gazed in those bewildering eyes,

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The Fever-Dream

© Caroline Norton

IT was a fever-dream; I lay
Awake, as in the broad bright day,
But faint and worn I drew my breath
Like those who wait for coming death;

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Am Rhein. - No. II.

© Charles Godfrey Leland

AM Rhein! Acain am Rheine!
In boat oopon der Rhein!
De castle-bergs soft goldnen
Im Abendsonnenschein,

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He that is down needs fear no fall,

© John Bunyan

He that is down needs fear no fall,
He that is low no pride;
He that is humble ever shall
Have God to be his guide.