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The Pilgrim

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Youth's gay springtime scarcely knowing
Went I forth the world to roam--
And the dance of youth, the glowing,
Left I in my father's home,

The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine,
Bright glistens the eye of each guest,
When into the hall comes the Minstrel divine,
To the good he now brings what is best;
For when from Elysium is absent the lyre,
No joy can the banquet of nectar inspire.

The Celebrated Woman - An Epistle By A Married Man

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

If Faust had really any hand
In printing, I can understand
The fate which legends more than hint;--
The devil take all hands that print!

The Artists

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,
Upon the waning century standest thou,
In proud and noble manhood's prime,
With unlocked senses, with a spirit freed,

Melancholy -- To Laura

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Laura! a sunrise seems to break
Where'er thy happy looks may glow.
Joy sheds its roses o'er thy cheek,
Thy tears themselves do but bespeak

Fantasie -- To Laura

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Name, my Laura, name the whirl-compelling
Bodies to unite in one blest whole--
Name, my Laura, name the wondrous magic
By which soul rejoins its kindred soul!

Elegy On The Death Of A Young Man

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Mournful groans, as when a tempest lowers,
Echo from the dreary house of woe;
Death-notes rise from yonder minster's towers!
Bearing out a youth, they slowly go;

Cassandra

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Mirth the halls of Troy was filling,
Ere its lofty ramparts fell;
From the golden lute so thrilling
Hymns of joy were heard to swell.

Endymion: Book IV

© John Keats

Endymion to heaven's airy dome
Was offering up a hecatomb of vows,
When these words reach'd him. Whereupon he bows
His head through thorny-green entanglement
Of underwood, and to the sound is bent,
Anxious as hind towards her hidden fawn.

Where Giant Mushrooms Grow!

© John Matthew

In Nevada there is a field where giant mushrooms grow
One mile high and two miles wide, they say on the show
Thats where they test how to vaporize people and flesh
By splitting and fusing atoms and start the world afresh.

The Prisoner of Zenda

© Richard Wilbur

It would be poor behavia
In him and in Princess Flavia
Were they to put their own
Concerns before those of the Throne.
Deborah Kerr must wed
The King instead.

The Mother

© Lucy Maud Montgomery

Shall those lips speak in the years on-coming?
O, child of mine, with waxen brow,
Surely your words of that dim to-morrow
Rapture and power and grace must borrow
From the poignant love and holy sorrow
Of the heart that shrines and cradles you now!

The Farewell

© Lucy Maud Montgomery

He rides away with sword and spur,
Garbed in his warlike blazonry,
With gallant glance and smile for her
Upon the dim-lit balcony.

At the Long Sault

© Lucy Maud Montgomery

A prisoner under the stars I lie,
With no friend near;
To-morrow they lead me forth to die,
The stake is ready, the torments set,

The Future

Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture

The Answer

You have spoken the answer.
A child searches far sometimes
Into the red dust
On a dark rose leaf

Haze

KEEP a red heart of memories
Under the great gray rain sheds of the sky,
Under the open sun and the yellow gloaming embers.
Remember all paydays of lilacs and songbirds;