Future poems

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If?

© Augusta Davies Webster

If I should die this night, (as well might be,
  So pain has on my weakness worked its will),
  And they should come at morn and look on me

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My Autumn Walk

© William Cullen Bryant

ON woodlands ruddy with autumn
  The amber sunshine lies;
I look on the beauty round me,
  And tears come into my eyes.

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The Kalevala - Rune XXVII

© Elias Lönnrot

THE UNWELCOME GUEST.


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The Spirit Of Discovery By Sea - Book The Second

© William Lisle Bowles

Oh for a view, as from that cloudless height

  Where the great Patriarch gazed upon the world,

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The Departure of Summer

© Thomas Hood

Summer is gone on swallows' wings,
And Earth has buried all her flowers:
No more the lark,—the linnet—sings,
But Silence sits in faded bowers.

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Vision of Columbus – Book 2

© Joel Barlow

High o'er the changing scene, as thus he gazed,

The indulgent Power his arm sublimely raised;

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Lines -- Far, Far Away, O Ye

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.
Far, far away, O ye
Halcyons of Memory,
Seek some far calmer nest

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Because Thou Art

© Sri Aurobindo

Because Thou art All-beauty and All-bliss,
  My soul blind and enamoured yearns for Thee ;
It bears Thy mystic touch in all that is
  And thrills with the burden of that ecstasy.

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The Aurora Borealis

© George MacDonald

Now have I grown a sharpness and an edge

Unto my future nights, and I will cut

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From Mount Gerizzim

© John Bunyan

Besides what I said of the Four Last Things,

And of the weal and woe that from them springs;

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Cassandra

© George Meredith

Captive on a foreign shore,
Far from Ilion's hoary wave,
Agamemnon's bridal slave
Speaks Futurity no more:
Death is busy with her grave.

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Ghosts.

© Robert Crawford

They look in with dim eyes
And faces sweet and sad,
Upon the life that dies —
Shades who have had

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The Future Verdict

© Ada Cambridge

How will our unborn children scoff at us
In the good years to come,
The happier years to come,
Because, like driven sheep, we yielded thus,
Before the shearers dumb.

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Gladys And Her Island

© Jean Ingelow

“Ah, well, but I am here; but I have seen
The gay gorse bushes in their flowering time;
I know the scent of bean-fields; I have heard
The satisfying murmur of the main.”

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The Heroic Enthusiasts - Part The Second =First Dialogue.=

© Giordano Bruno


MAR. We know that you are not a theologian but a philosopher, and that
you treat of philosophy and not of theology.

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The Child Of The Islands - Spring

© Caroline Norton

I.
WHAT shalt THOU know of Spring? A verdant crown
Of young boughs waving o'er thy blooming head:
White tufted Guelder-roses, showering down

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The Road Builder

© Edgar Albert Guest

I DO not care for garments fine,

I do not care for medals bright;

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Freedoms

© Gerald Gould

To every hill there is a lowly slope,
  But some have heights beyond all height--so high
  They make new worlds for the adventuring eye.
We for achievement have forgone our hope,
And shall not see another morning ope,
  Nor the new moon come into the new sky.

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Queen Mab: Part VIII.

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

THE FAIRY
  'The present and the past thou hast beheld.
  It was a desolate sight. Now, Spirit, learn,
  The secrets of the future--Time!

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Conversation

© William Cowper

Though nature weigh our talents, and dispense

To every man his modicum of sense,