Great poems

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The Columbiad: Book VIII

© Joel Barlow

On fame's high pinnacle their names shall shine,
Unending ages greet the group divine,
Whose holy hands our banners first unfurl'd,
And conquer'd freedom for the grateful world.

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Paradise Regain'd: Book II (1671)

© Patrick Kavanagh

MEan while the new-baptiz'd, who yet remain'd

At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen

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The Fire

© Robert Laurence Binyon

With beckoning fingers bright
In heaven uplifted, from the darkness wakes,
Upon a sudden, radiant Fire,
And out of slumber shakes

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Speculation

© Ruth Stone

In the coolness here I care


Not for the down-pressed noises overhead,

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The House Of Cards

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

O the chatter, chatter, chatter,
Of the things that do not matter.
Little wordy things that clatter,
Restless feet that pitter patter,
All my pretty houses scatter,
All my noble castles scatter.

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Saints

© Virna Sheard

The Saints of Thy great Church, 0 Christ,
  How vast their numbers be--
On holy page and ancient scroll
  Their blessed names we see,
And from the painted window panes
  They smile eternally.

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The New Year. Rosh-Hashanah, 5643

© Emma Lazarus

Not while the snow-shroud round dead earth is rolled,
And naked branches point to frozen skies,-
When orchards burn their lamps of fiery gold,
The grape glows like a jewel, and the corn
A sea of beauty and abundance lies,
Then the new year is born.

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Saint Francis and the Sow

© Washington Allston

The bud

stands for all things,

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The Dirge Of The Winds

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

The four winds of earth, the North, South, East, and West,

Shrieked and groaned, sobbed and wailed, like the soul of unrest.

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Warning to the Mighty

© Adelaide Crapsey

Ere the horne'd owl hoot

Once and twice and thrice there shall

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the library of t-shirts

© Joanne Burns

in order to upgrade the community’s appreciation of poetry during the international year of cultural enrichment stage 2, members of the state’s library progress committee decided to establish a small library of t-shirts on which would be printed quality verse in vivid, bold colours and lettering. the poems would be selected on the basis of one of three qualities: is the poem poignant, perspicacious, or pithy.
 
given the respectably researched fact that the wearing of words on t-shirts expresses a deep psychic desire for an intimate union of word and flesh, (and bear in mind the way “logo” nudges towards “logos”) it is not surprising that this library of t-shirts has been a great success. no one seems to mind borrowing pre-worn clothing. of course the library’s washing and ironing staff maintain the t-shirts in excellent condition. even after ten borrowings the shirts look brand new. and considering the phenomenal success of andrew lloyd webber’s “cats” it is no shock revelation that t.s. eliot’s “hollow men” has proved to be the library’s most popular t-shirt so far. in fact there are now eight copies of this shirt on loan, most in metallic or fluoro colours.
 

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Mary’s Girlhood (For a Picture)

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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This is that blessed Mary, pre-elect

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Sacred And Profane Love

© Alfred Austin

Profane Love speaks
``I am the Goddess mortals call Profane,
Yet worship me as though I were divine;
Over their lives, unrecognised, I reign,
For all their thoughts are mine.

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A Winter-Evening Hymn To My Fire

© James Russell Lowell

I

Beauty on my hearth-stone blazing!

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Dark Wood, Dark Water

© Sylvia Plath

This wood burns a dark
Incense. Pale moss drips
In elbow-scarves, beards

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Yom Kippur 1984

© Adrienne Rich

  I drew solitude over me, on the long shore.
  —Robinson Jeffers, “Prelude”  
  For whoever does not afflict his soul through this day, shall be
  cut off from his people.

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Epistle from Mrs. Yonge to Her Husband

© Lady Mary Wortley Montagu

Think not this paper comes with vain pretense


To move your pity, or to mourn th’ offense.

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The Day of Judgment

© Isaac Watts

An Ode Attempted in English Sapphic
When the fierce north wind with his airy forces
Rears up the Baltic to a foaming fury,
And the red lightning with a storm of hail comes
  Rushing amain down,

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Mountains O' Mourne

© William Percy French

  Oh Mary, this London’s a wonderful sight,

  With people here workin’ by day and by night.

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The Sorcerer: Act I

© William Schwenck Gilbert

 For to-day young Alexis-young Alexis Pointdextre
 Is betrothed to Aline-to Aline Sangazure,
 And that pride of his sex is-of his sex is to be next her
 At the feast on the green-on the green, oh, be sure!