Great poems
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The Task: Book II. -- The Time-Piece
© William Cowper
In man or woman, but far most in man,
And most of all in man that ministers
And serves the altar, in my soul I loathe
All affectation. 'Tis my perfect scorn;
Object of my implacable disgust.
A Gardener-Sage
© Katharine Tynan
Here in the garden-bed,
Hoeing the celery,
Wonders the Lord has made
Pass ever before me.
To A Cloud
© William Cullen Bryant
Beautiful cloud! with folds so soft and fair,
Swimming in the pure quiet air!
Thy fleeces bathed in sunlight, while below
Thy shadow o'er the vale moves slow;
The Constellations
© William Cullen Bryant
O constellations of the early night,
That sparkled brighter as the twilight died,
And made the darkness glorious! I have seen
Your rays grow dim upon the horizon's edge,
After a Tempest
© William Cullen Bryant
The day had been a day of wind and storm;--
The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,--
And stooping from the zenith, bright and warm
Shone the great sun on the wide earth at last.
In The Waste Hour
© William Ernest Henley
Nay, there were we,
Her five strong sons!
To her Death came--the great Deliverer came! -
As equal comes to equal, throne to throne.
She was a mother of men.
81. SongFor a that
© Robert Burns
THO 1 womens minds, like winter winds,
May shift, and turn, an a that,
The noblest breast adores them maist
A consequence I draw that.
The Horse & Olive Or Warr & Peace
© Thomas Parnell
With Moral tale let Ancient wisdome move
Which thus I sing to make ye moderns wise
388. Extempore on some commemorations of Thomson
© Robert Burns
DOST thou not rise, indignant shade,
And smile wi spurning scorn,
When they wha wad hae starved thy life,
Thy senseless turf adorn?
Feigned Courage
© Charles Lamb
Horatio, of ideal courage vain,
Was flourishing in air his father's cane,
The Song of the Strange Ascetic
© Gilbert Keith Chesterton
If I had been a Heathen,
I'd have praised the purple vine,
Meeting Of The Alumni Of Harvard College
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
I THANK you, MR. PRESIDENT, you've kindly broke the ice;
Virtue should always be the first,--I 'm only SECOND VICE--
(A vice is something with a screw that's made to hold its jaw
Till some old file has played away upon an ancient saw).
378. SongBessy and her Spinnin Wheel
© Robert Burns
O LEEZE me on my spinnin wheel,
And leeze me on my rock and reel;
Frae tap to tae that cleeds me bien,
And haps me biel and warm at een;
My Napoleon
© Victor Marie Hugo
Above all others, everywhere I see
His image cold or burning;
My brain it thrills, and many time sets free
The thoughts within me yearning.
298. Prologue spoken at the Theatre of Dumfries
© Robert Burns
For our sincere, tho haply weak endeavours,
With grateful pride we own your many favours;
And howsoeer our tongues may ill reveal it,
Believe our glowing bosoms truly feel it.
259. A New Psalm for the Chapel of Kilmarnock
© Robert Burns
O SING a new song to the Lord,
Make, all and every one,
A joyful noise, even for the King
His restoration.
