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Glad

© Edgar Albert Guest

Theres a battered old drum on the floor,

And a Teddy bear sleeps in my chair,

Gaspara Stampa

© William Rose Benet

I burned, I wept, I sang: I burn, sing, weep again,
And I shall weep and sing, I shall forever burn
Until or death or time or fortunes turn
Shall still my eye and heart, still fire and pain.

Grammer A-Crippled

© William Barnes

"The zunny copse ha' birds to zing,

The leäze ha' cows to low,

Going to School

© Karl Shapiro

What shall I teach in the vivid afternoon
With the sun warming the blackboard and a slip
Of cloud catching my eye?
Only the cones and sections of the moon.

I SAID, "I am so tired of all the old tired faces
In the crowded places,
I tire of all the weary steps that cross and beat
Down the long swift street:"
I said, "I will return into my own still room,
Thick with peace and gloom."

Good Little Girls

© William Schwenck Gilbert

Oh, maids of high and low degree,
Whose social code is rather free,
Please look at us and you will see
What good young ladies ought to be!

Ghazal 11

© Daagh Dehlvi

chahiye paigamabar dono taraf
lutf kya jab du-ba-du hone lagi

Gliding Over All

© Walt Whitman

GLIDING o'er all, through all,
Through Nature, Time, and Space,
As a ship on the waters advancing,
The voyage of the soul-not life alone,
Death, many deaths I'll sing.