Good poems
/ page 202 of 545 /
A Dialogue
© Robert Laurence Binyon
The Man.
O pitiless word! Yet slay me too:
Be kind, O Death! for my soul grew,
Watered and fed by gracious dew,
Till in one hour Love met with thee.
Now, the wide world is misery!
Baines Carew, Gentleman
© William Schwenck Gilbert
OF all the good attorneys who
Have placed their names upon the roll,
But few could equal BAINES CAREW
For tender-heartedness and soul.
Of The Nature Of Things: Book VI - Part 03 - Extraordinary And Paradoxical Telluric Phenomena
© Lucretius
In chief, men marvel nature renders not
Bigger and bigger the bulk of ocean, since
The Story Of A Soul.
© James Brunton Stephens
WHO can say "Thus far, no farther," to the tide of his own nature?
Who can mould the spirit's fashion to the counsel of his will?
Mute Discourse.
© James Brunton Stephens
GOD speaks by silence. Voice-dividing man,
Who cannot triumph but he saith, Aha
Arrival In The Land Of Freedom
© Harriet Beecher Stowe
Look on the travellers kneeling,
In thankful gladness, here,
As the boat that brought them o'er the lake,
Goes steaming from the pier.
You
© Edgar Albert Guest
You are the fellow that has to decide
Whether you'll do it or toss it aside.
Processional
© Madison Julius Cawein
Universes are the pages
Of that book whose words are ages;
Of that book which destiny
Opens in eternity.
Mystic and Cavalier
© Lionel Pigot Johnson
GO from me: I am one of those who fall.
What! hath no cold wind swept your heart at all,
Told By "The Noted Traveler"
© James Whitcomb Riley
Even so had they wrought all ways
To earn the pennies, and hoard them, too,--
And with what ultimate end in view?--
They were saving up money enough to be
Able, in time, to buy their own
Five children back.
Otho The Great - Act II
© John Keats
SCENE I. An Ante-chamber in the Castle.
Enter LUDOLPH and SIGIFRED.
Lord Nevil's Advice
© Ada Cambridge
"Friend," quoth Lord Nevil, "thou art young
To face the world, and thou art blind
To subtle ways of womankind;
The meshes thou wilt fall among.
In The Years Of Sarsfield
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
I wish I were over the Curlew Mountains,
Marching to Sligo by valley and fen;
You're right
© Emily Dickinson
You're right"the way is narrow"
And "difficult the Gate"
And "few there be"Correct again
That "enter inthereat"
On Rembrandt; Occasioned By His Picture Of Jacob's Dream
© Washington Allston
As in that twilight, superstitious age
When all beyond the narrow grasp of mind
To Doctor Bale
© Barnabe Googe
Good aged Bale, that with thy hoary hairs
Dost yet persist to turn the painful book,
The Muses Threnodie: First Muse
© Henry Adamson
Of Mr George Ruthven the tears and mournings,
Amidst the giddie course of fortune's turnings,
Upon his dear friend's death, Mr John Gall,
Where his rare ornaments bear a part, and wretched Gabions all.
On A Scene In Tuscany
© Richard Monckton Milnes
What good were it to dim the pleasure--glow,
That lights thy cheek, fair Girl, in scenes like these,
By shameful facts, and piteous histories?
While we enjoy, what matters what we know?
A Reed Shaken In The Wind
© Madison Julius Cawein
To say to hope,--Take all from me,
And grant me naught:
The rose, the song, the melody,
The word, the thought:
Then all my life bid me be slave,--
Is all I crave.
England! The Time Is Come When Thou Shouldst Wean
© William Wordsworth
ENGLAND! the time is come when thou should'st wean
Thy heart from its emasculating food;
The truth should now be better understood;
Old things have been unsettled; we have seen
