Great poems
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Alexander And Phillip
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
The cypress spread their gloom
Like a cloak from the noontide beam,
He flung back his dusty plume,
And plunged in the silver stream;
He plunged like the young steed, fierce and wild,
He was borne away like the feeble child.
Davideis: A Sacred Poem Of The Troubles Of David (excerpt)
© Abraham Cowley
BOOK I (excerpt)
I sing the man who Judah's sceptre bore
The Wind And The Whirlwind
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
I have a thing to say. But how to say it?
I have a cause to plead. But to what ears?
How shall I move a world by lamentation,
A world which heeded not a Nation's tears?
Kathleens Lover
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
I would I had a thousand tongues
To sing thy praise, to sing thy praise,
A Mathematical Problem
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
This is now--this was erst,
Proposition the first--and Problem the first.
Above The Storm
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
THE winds of the winter have breathed their dirges
Far over the wood and the leaf-strown plain;
They have passed, forlorn, by the mountain verges
Down to the shores of the moaning main;
On a Wet Day
© Franco Sacchetti
As I walked thinking through a little grove,
Some girls that gathered flowers came passing me,
On Mr. Gay
© Alexander Pope
Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild;
In Wit, a Man; Simplicity, a Child:
Jetsam
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
BESIDE the coast for many a rood
Were fragments of a shipwreck strewn;
And there in sad and sombre mood
I walked the sands alone.
Sonnet XLIII: Thou Canst Not Die
© Samuel Daniel
Thou canst not die whilst any zeal abound
In feeling hearts that can conceive these lines;
On the Countess Dowager of Manchester
© Charles Sackville
Courage, dear Moll, and drive away despair.
Mopsa, who in her youth was scarce thought fair,
"`Were I a Poet, I would dwell"
© Alfred Austin
`Were I a Poet, I would dwell,
Not upon lonely height,
Explanation Of An Ancient Woodcut
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Soon as the spring-sun meets his view,
Repose begets him labour anew;
He feels that he holds within his brain
A little world, that broods there amain,
And that begins to act and to live,
Which he to others would gladly give.
Valkyriur Song
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
The Sea-king woke from the troubled sleep
Of a vision-haunted night,
My Lovely One
© John Hall Wheelock
Even as a hawk's in the large heaven's hollow
Are the great ways and gracious of your love,
No lesser heart or wearier wing may follow
In those' broad gyres where you rest and move.
Curly Locks
© Edgar Albert Guest
Curly locks, what do you know of the world,
And what do your brown eyes see?
The Conversation Of Eiros And Charmion
© Edgar Allan Poe
Dreams are with us no more;but of these mysteries
anon. I rejoice to see you looking life-like and rational.
The film of the shadow has already passed from off your
eyes. Be of heart, and fear nothing. Your allotted days of
stupor have expired, and to-morrow I will myself induct you
into the full joys and wonders of your novel existence.
