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Godly Ballants

© George MacDonald

The rich man sat in his father's seat-
Purple an' linen, an' a'thing fine!
The puir man lay at his yett i' the street-
Sairs an' tatters, an' weary pine!

Golden Silence

© Ellis Parker Butler

I told her I loved her and begged but a word,
One dear little word, that would be
For me by all odds the most sweet ever heard,
But never a word said she!

Good - Better - Best

© Ellis Parker Butler

When young, in tones quite positive
I said, "The world shall see
That I can keep myself from sin;
A good man I will be."

Goliath Of Gath

© Phillis Wheatley

SAMUEL, Chap. xvii.YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine,
Inspire my song, and aid my high design.
The dreadful scenes and toils of war I write,
The ardent warriors, and the fields of fight:

GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge;
In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large.
From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued his evil aims,
Rejoicing in his title of "The Terror of the Thames."

Gus: The Theatre Cat

© Thomas Stearns Eliot

Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door.
His name, as I ought to have told you before,
Is really Asparagus. That's such a fuss
To pronounce, that we usually call him just Gus.

Girl's Lament

© Rainer Maria Rilke

And I still imagined, that life
would always keep providing
for one to dwell on things within,
Am I within myself not in what's greatest?
Shall what's mine no longer soothe
and understand me as a child?

Growing Old

© Rainer Maria Rilke

In some summers there is so much fruit,
the peasants decide not to reap any more.
Not having reaped you, oh my days,
my nights, have I let the slow flames
of your lovely produce fall into ashes?

Going Blind

© Rainer Maria Rilke

She sat just like the others at the table.
But on second glance, she seemed to hold her cup
a little differently as she picked it up.
She smiled once. It was almost painful.

Greek Love-Talk

© Rainer Maria Rilke

What I have already learned as a lover,
I see you, beloved, learning angrily;
then for you it distantly departed,
now your destiny stands in all the stars.

gee i like to think of dead

© Edward Estlin Cummings

gee i like to think of dead it means nearer because deeper firmer
since darker than little round water at one end of the well it's
too cool to be crooked and it's too firm to be hard but it's sharp
and thick and it loves, every old thing falls in rosebugs and
jackknives and kittens and pennies they all sit there looking at
each other having the fastest time because they've never met before

guilt is the cause of more disorders

© Edward Estlin Cummings

guilt is the cause of more disorders
than history's most obscene marorders

"Gay" is the captivating cognomen

© Edward Estlin Cummings

"Gay" is the captivating cognomen of a Young Woman of cambridge,
mass.
to whom nobody seems to have mentioned ye olde freudian wish;
when i contemplate her uneyes safely ensconced in thick glass
you try if we are a gentleman not to think of(sh)

Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun.

© Walt Whitman

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GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;
Give me a field where the unmowd grass grows;

Great are the Myths.

© Walt Whitman

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GREAT are the mythsI too delight in them;
Great are Adam and EveI too look back and accept them;
Great the risen and fallen nations, and their poets, women, sages, inventors, rulers,

Gods.

© Walt Whitman

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THOUGHT of the Infinitethe All!
Be thou my God.

Germs.

© Walt Whitman

FORMS, qualities, lives, humanity, language, thoughts,
The ones known, and the ones unknownthe ones on the stars,
The stars themselves, some shaped, others unshaped,
Wonders as of those countriesthe soil, trees, cities, inhabitants, whatever they may