Fear poems

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Chapter Headings

© Rudyard Kipling

When the earth was sick and the skies were grey,
And the woods were rotted with rain,
The Dead Man rode through the autumn day
To visit his love again.

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The Girl Of Otaheite

© Victor Marie Hugo

Forget? Can I forget the scented breath

  Of breezes, sighing of thee, in mine ear;

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The Letter L

© Jean Ingelow

We sat on grassy slopes that meet
  With sudden dip the level strand;
The trees hung overhead—­our feet
  Were on the sand.

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Song Of The Stygian Naiades

© Thomas Lovell Beddoes

Proserpine may pull her flowers,

Wet with dew or wet with tears,

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The Lady of the Lake: Canto IV. - The Prophecy

© Sir Walter Scott

Ellen.
'Well, be it as thou wilt;
I hear, But cannot stop the bursting tear.'
The Minstrel tried his simple art,
Rut distant far was Ellen's heart.

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The Betrothed

© Rudyard Kipling


Open the old cigar-box, get me a Cuba stout,
For things are running crossways, and Maggie and I are out.

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The Benefactors

© Rudyard Kipling

Ah! What avails the classic bent
And what the cultured word,
Against the undoctored incident
That actually occurred?

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My After-Dinner Cloud

© Henry Sambrooke Leigh

Some sombre evening, when I sit
And feed in solitude at home,
Perchance an ultra-bilious fit
Paints all the world an orange chrome.

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Beast and Man in India

© Rudyard Kipling

Written for John Lockwood Kipling's
They killed a Child to please the Gods
In Earth's young penitence,
And I have bled in that Babe's stead
Because of innocence.

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The Ballad of the King's Mercy

© Rudyard Kipling

Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told.
His mercy fills the Khyber hills -- his grace is manifold;
He has taken toll of the North and the South -- his glory reacheth far,
And they tell the tale of his charity from Balkh to Kandahar.

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The Ballad of Fisher's Boarding-House

© Rudyard Kipling

'T was Fultah Fisher's boarding-house,
Where sailor-men reside,
And there were men of all the ports
From Mississip to Clyde,
And regally they spat and smoked,
And fearsomely they lied.

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An Astrologer's Song

© Rudyard Kipling

To the Heavens above us
O look and behold
The Planets that love us
All harnessed in gold!

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An American

© Rudyard Kipling

If the Led Striker call it a strike,
Or the papers call it a war,
They know not much what I am like,
Nor what he is, My Avatar.

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The Ballad Of The Battle Of Gibeon

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Sudden and still as a bolt shot right
Up on the city we went by night.
Never a bird of the air could say,
'This was the children of Israel's way.'

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Gunga Din

© Rudyard Kipling

You may talk o' gin and beer
When you're quartered safe out 'ere,
An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it;
But when it comes to slaughter

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On A Portrait Of Dante By Giotto

© James Russell Lowell

Can this be thou who, lean and pale,

  With such immitigable eye

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Burning Leaves, November

© Christopher Morley

THESE are the folios of April,
All the library of spring,
Missals gilt and rubricated
With the frost's illumining.

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A Sonnet

© Francis Beaumont

Flattering Hope, away and leave me,
She'll not come, thou dost deceive me;
Hark the cock crows, th' envious light
Chides away the silent night;
Yet she comes not, oh ! how I tire
Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.

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The Dead Feast of the Kol-Folk

© John Greenleaf Whittier

We have opened the door,

Once, twice, thrice!

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The Siren’s Cave At Tivoli

© Frances Anne Kemble

As o'er the chasm I breathless hung,

  Thus from the depths the siren sung: