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The First Hymn Of Callimachus. To Jupiter

© Matthew Prior

While we to Jove select the holy victim

Whom apter shall we sing than Jove himself,

To The Dead Cardinal Of Westminster

© Francis Thompson

I will not perturbate
Thy Paradisal state
With praise
Of thy dead days;

The Poem Of Imru al Qays

© Imru al Qays Ibn Hujr

I said to the wolf, "You gather as little wealth, as little prosperity as I.
What either of us gains he gives away. So do we remain thin."

The Song Of Hiawatha V: Hiawatha's Fasting

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

You shall hear how Hiawatha

Prayed and fasted in the forest,

Sonnet IV. How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time!

© John Keats

How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food
Of my delighted fancy,I could brood
Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:

Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book VI - Go-Harana - (Cattle-Lifting)

The conditions of the banishment of the sons of Pandu were hard. They
must pass twelve years in exile, and then they must remain a year in
concealment. If they were discovered within this last year, they must
go into exile for another twelve years.

Written In Very Early Youth

© William Wordsworth

CALM is all nature as a resting wheel.

The kine are couched upon the dewy grass;

In an Almshouse

© Augusta Davies Webster

They said you were not pretty, owed your charm
to choice of ribbons from your father's shop,
but, as for me, I saw not if you wore
too many ribbons or too few, nor sought
what charms you had beyond that one I knew,
the kind and honest look in your grey eyes.

Blind Horses

© Robinson Jeffers

The proletariat for your Messiah, the poor and many are to

seize power and make the world new.

The Paint-Kings

© Washington Allston

Fair Ellen was long the delight of the young,
No damsel could with her compare;
Her charms were the theme of the heart and the tongue.
And bards without number in extacies sung,
The beauties of Ellen the fair.

The Invitation

© Robert Bloomfield

O for the strength to paint my joy once more!

That joy I feel when Winter's reign is o'er;

The Chimaera

© Arthur Symons

I dreamed that the Chimaera came,

A wandering angel, white with flame

Psalm LXXX. (80)

© John Milton

Thou Shepherd that dost Israel keep
Give ear in time of need,
Who leadest like a flock of sheep
Thy loved Josephs seed,

Elegy XX (Alternate) Love's War

© John Donne

Till I have peace with thee, warr other Men,

And when I have peace, can I leave thee then?

Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Poet's Tale; The Birds of Killingworth

It was the season, when through all the land

The merle and mavis build, and building sing

At Eleusis

MEN of Eleusis, ye that with long staves

Sit in the market-houses, and speak words

The Triumph of the People

© Henry Lawson

LO, the gods of Vice and Mammon from their pinnacles are hurled
By the workers new religion, which is oldest in the world;
And the earth will feel her children treading firmly on the sod,
For the triumph of the People is the victory of God.

The Salad. By Virgil

The winter night now well nigh worn away,
The wakeful cock proclaimed approaching day,
When Simulus, poor tenant of a farm
Of narrowest limits, heard the shrill alarm,