Good poems

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The Rivals

© James Weldon Johnson

So I said, "Lize, w'en we marry, mus' I weah some sto'-bought clo'es?"
She says, "Jeans is good enough fu' any po' folks, heaben knows!"

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A Coming Reunion

© Edgar Albert Guest

Jim’s made good in the world out there, an' Kate has a man that's true,
No better, of course, than she deserves; she's rich, but she's happy, too;
Fred is manager, full-fledged now—he's boss of a big concern
An' I lose my breath when I think sometimes of the money that he can earn;
Clever—the word don't mean enough to tell what they really are,
Clever, an' honest an' good an' kind—if you doubt me, ask their Ma.

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A Letter

© John Greenleaf Whittier

'TIS over, Moses! All is lost!
I hear the bells a-ringing;
Of Pharaoh and his Red Sea host
I hear the Free-Wills singing.*

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She Was A Phantom Of Delight

© William Wordsworth

  She was a Phantom of delight

  When first she gleamed upon my sight;

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Elmer Brown

© James Whitcomb Riley

Awf'lest boy in this-here town
  Er anywheres is Elmer Brown!
  He'll mock you--yes, an' strangers, too,
  An' make a face an' yell at you,--
  "_Here's_ the way _you_ look!"

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The Truce of Piscataqua

© John Greenleaf Whittier

"Let your ears be opened wide!
He who speaks has never lied.
Waldron of Piscataqua,
Hear what Squando has to say!

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" by William Shakespeare">Sonnet 121: "'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed,..."

© William Shakespeare

'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed,

When not to be receives reproach of being;

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A Forsaken Lady To Her False Servant That Is Disdained By His New Mistriss

© Richard Lovelace

 Thou most unjust, that really dust know,
And feelst thyselfe the flames I burne in.  Oh!
How can you beg to be set loose from that
Consuming stake you binde another at?

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News

© Thomas Traherne

News from a foreign country came,

 As if my treasures and my joys lay there;

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Hudibras - The Lady's Answer to The Knight

© Samuel Butler

We are your guardians, that increase
Or waste your fortunes how we please;
And, as you humour us, can deal
In all your matters, ill or well.

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Lines Written In Windsor Park

© Charles Churchill

These verses appeared with Churchill's name to them in the London
  Magazine for , and there is no reason to doubt their being
  genuine.

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The Young Princess -- A Ballad Of Old Laws Of Love

© George Meredith

When the South sang like a nightingale
Above a bower in May,
The training of Love's vine of flame
Was writ in laws, for lord and dame
To say their yea and nay.

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Lines Written In August

© Thomas Babbington Macaulay

The day of tumult, strife, defeat, was o'er;
Worn out with toil, and noise, and scorn, and spleen,
I slumbered, and in slumber saw once more
A room in an old mansion, long unseen.

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conteining an Historicall Discourse from the Infancie of the world, untill this present time

© Roger Cotton

Now may we all of England say of truth:
As we haue heard, so haue we seene performd
In these our dayes most worthy to be learnd:
How that the Lord doth stil his Church defend
From cruell foes, whom his to hurt pretend.

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Woodmanship

© George Gascoigne

My worthy Lord, I pray you wonder not

To see your woodman shoot so oft awry,

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The Wonderful Spring Of San Joaquin

© Francis Bret Harte

You see the point?  Don't be too quick
To break bad habits: better stick,
Like the Mission folk, to your ARSENIC.

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The Holy Midnight

© George MacDonald

Ah, holy midnight of the soul,
When stars alone are high;
When winds are resting at their goal,
And sea-waves only sigh!

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The Death Of Sir James, Lord Of Douglas

© James Clerk Maxwell

"Men may weill wyt, thouch nane thaim tell,
How angry for sorow, and how fell,
Is to tyne sic a Lord as he
To thaim that war off hys mengye.’

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The Curse Of Cromwell

© William Butler Yeats

YOU ask what - I have found, and far and wide I go:

Nothing but Cromwell's house and Cromwell's mur-

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The Real Successes

© Edgar Albert Guest

You think that the failures are many,

  You think the successes are few,