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The Borough. Letter XIII: The Alms-House And Trustees

© George Crabbe

feel.
Three seats were vacant while Sir Denys reign'd,
And three such favourites their admission gain'd;
These let us view, still more to understand
The moral feelings of Sir Denys Brand.

Ballad Of Jesus Of Nazareth

© Edgar Lee Masters

It matters not what place he drew
At first life's mortal breath,
Some say it was in Bethlehem,
And some in Nazareth.
But shame and sorrow were his lot
And shameful was his death.

Swimming With A Hundred Year Old Snapping Turtle by Freya Manfred: American Life in Poetry #113 Ted

American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation (www.poetryfoundation.org), publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Reprinted by permission of Freya Manfred, whose most recent book is My Only Home, 2003, from Red Dragonfly Press. Poem copyright © 2006 by Freya Manfred. Introduction copyright © 2009 by The Poetry Foundation. The introduction's author, Ted Kooser, served as United States Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 2004-2006. We do not accept unsolicited manuscripts.

Just Half Of That, Please

© Edgar Albert Guest

Grandmother says when I pass her the cake:

"Just half of that, please."

The Record

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

HE sleeps, his head upon his sword,
His soldier's cloak a shroud;
His church-yard is the open field,--
Three times it has been plough'd:

The Ploughman

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

CLEAR the brown path, to meet his coulter's gleam!
Lo! on he comes, behind his smoking team,
With toil's bright dew-drops on his sunburnt brow,
The lord of earth, the hero of the plough!

Sordello: Book the Sixth

© Robert Browning

The thought of Eglamor's least like a thought,

And yet a false one, was, "Man shrinks to nought

An Essay on Man: Epistle 1

© Alexander Pope

To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke

Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things

How The Fatuous Wish Of A Peasant Came True

© Guy Wetmore Carryl

This Moral by the tale is taught:--
The wish is father to the thought.
(We'd oftentimes escape the worst
If but the thinking part came first!)

Loraine

© George Essex Evans

In her dark-ringed eyes shone the sad unrest
That spoke in the heave of her troubled breast,
And her face was white as the chiselled stone,
And her lips pressed madly against my own,
And her heart beat wildly against my heart,
And we strove to go, but we could not part.

Wat Tyler - Act II

© Robert Southey

ACT II.

Of The Nature Of Things: Book IV - Part 05 - The Passion Of Love

© Lucretius

This craving 'tis that's Venus unto us:

From this, engender all the lures of love,

Dreams

© Theocritus

For in sleep every dog dreams of food,
And I, a fisherman, of fish.

Three Men Of Truro

© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch

Aloft with us! And while another stone
Swings to its socket, haste with trowel and hod!
Win the old smile a moment ere, alone,
Soars the great soul to bear report to God.
Night falls; but thou, dear Captain, from thy star
Look down, behold how bravely goes the war!

Manners

Grace, Beauty, and Caprice

Build this golden portal;

The Botanic Garden (Part VI)

"Born in yon blaze of orient sky,
"Sweet MAY! thy radiant form unfold;
"Unclose thy blue voluptuous eye,
"And wave thy shadowy locks of gold.

Bess

Ours are the streets where Bess first met her

cancer. She went to work every day past the

Cyder: Book I

What Soil the Apple loves, what Care is due
To Orchats, timeliest when to press the Fruits,
Thy Gift, Pomona, in Miltonian Verse
Adventrous I presume to sing; of Verse
Nor skill'd, nor studious: But my Native Soil
Invites me, and the Theme as yet unsung.