Good poems

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God Whose Gifts In Gracious Flood

© Victor Marie Hugo

God, whose gifts in gracious flood
  Unto all who seek are sent,
Only asks you to be good,
  And is content.

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A Discussion

© Edgar Albert Guest

She put her arms about my neck,

And whispered low to me:

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Shakespeare

© Charles Harpur

How oft, in Austral woods, the parting day
Has gone through western golden gates away
While “sweetest Shakespeare, fancy’s darling child,
Warbled for me his native woodnotes wild.”

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Felitsa

© Gavrila Romanovich Derzhavin

God-like Tsarevna

Of the Kirgiz-Kaisatskii horde!

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Laudabunt Alii

© Sir Henry Newbolt

Let others praise, as fancy wills,
  Berlin beneath her trees,
Or Rome upon her seven hills,
  Or Venice by her seas;
Stamboul by double tides embraced,
Or green Damascus in the waste.

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Pheidippides

© Robert Browning

First I salute this soil of the blessed, river and rock!
Gods of my birthplace, daemons and heroes, honour to all!
Then I name thee, claim thee for our patron, co-equal in praise
--Ay, with Zeus  the Defender, with Her  of the aegis and spear! 
Also, ye of the bow and the buskin,  praised be your peer, 

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XII: Epistle To Elizabeth Countesse Of Rutland

© Benjamin Jonson

Madame,

VVhil'st that, for which all vertue now is sold,

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The Setting Sun

© George Moses Horton

'Tis sweet to trace the setting sun
Wheel blushing down the west;
When his diurnal race is run,
The traveller stops the gloom to shun,
And lodge his bones to rest.

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The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 05

© William Langland

The Kyng and hise knyghtes to the kirke wente

To here matyns of the day and the masse after.

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At Galway Races

© William Butler Yeats

THERE where the course is,

Delight makes all of the one mind,

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Alison Gross

© Andrew Lang

O Alison Gross, that lives in yon tow'r,
The ugliest witch in the north countrie,
She trysted me ae day up till her bow'r,
And mony fair speeches she made to me.

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Chant Before Battle

© Madison Julius Cawein

EVER since man was man a Fiend has stood
Outside his House of Good,—
War, with his terrible toys, that win men's hearts
To follow murderous arts.

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The Shepheardes Calender: November

© Edmund Spenser

November: Ægloga vndecima. Thenot & Colin.
Thenot.
Colin my deare, when shall it please thee sing,
As thou were

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A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet I

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Care killed a cat, and I have cares at home,
Which vex me nightly and disturb my bed.
The things I love have all grown wearisome;
The things that loved me are estranged or dead.

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Orlando Furioso Canto 17

© Ludovico Ariosto

ARGUMENT

Charles goes, with his, against King Rodomont.

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Trial by Jury

© William Schwenck Gilbert


SCENE - A Court of Justice, Barristers, Attorney, and Jurymen
  discovered.

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The Chantey Of The Cook (dithyramb of a discontented crew)

© Harry Kemp

The Devil take the cook, that old grey-bearded fellow,
Yo ho, haul away!
Who feeds us odds and ends and biscuits whiskered yellow,
And the home port's a thousand miles away.

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John Walsh

© James Whitcomb Riley

A strange life--strangely passed!

  We may not read the soul

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To R. - at Anzac

© Aubrey Herbert

You left your vineyards, dreaming of the vines in a dream land
And dim Italian cities where high cathedrals stand.
At Anzac in the evening, so many things we planned,
And now you sleep with comrades in the Anafarta sand.

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Though Some Good Things Of Lower Worth

© Anna Laetitia Waring

The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance. Psalm 16:5.

Though some good things of lower worth