Great poems

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Tell's Birth-Place. Imitated From Stolberg

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Mark this holy chapel well!
The birth-place, this, of William Tell.
Here, where stands God's altar dread,
Stood his parent's marriage-bed.

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Astrophel And Stella-Eighth Song

© Sir Philip Sidney

In a grove most rich of shade,
Where birds wanton music made,
May, then young, his pied weeds showing,
New perfum'd with flowers growing,

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Ulysses and the Siren

© Samuel Daniel

SIREN:

  Come worthy Greek, Ulysses, come,

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The Owl and The Bell

© George MacDonald

Bing, Bim, Bang, Bome!
Sang the Bell to himself in his house at home,
High in the church-tower, lone and unseen,
In a twilight of ivy, cool and green;
With his Bing, Bing, Bim, Bing, Bang, Bome!
Singing bass to himself in his house at home.

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The Child Of The Islands - Summer

© Caroline Norton

I.
FOR Summer followeth with its store of joy;
That, too, can bring thee only new delight;
Its sultry hours can work thee no annoy,

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Ode To Stephen Bowling Bots

© Mark Twain

And did young Stephen sicken,
  And did young Stephen die?
And did the sad hearts thicken,
  And did the mourners cry?

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The Executive’s Death

© Robert Bly

Merchants have multiplied more than the stars of heaven. 

Half the population are like the long grasshoppers 

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Sonnet XXV: Let those who are in Favour with their Stars

© William Shakespeare

Let those who are in favour with their stars


Of public honour and proud titles boast,

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The Ballad of Reading Gaol

© Oscar Wilde

He walked amongst the Trial Men
 In a suit of shabby gray;
A cricket cap was on his head,
 And his step seemed light and gay;
But I never saw a man who looked
 So wistfully at the day.

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The Kalevala - Rune XX

© Elias Lönnrot

THE BREWING OF BEER.


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The Muse And The Poet

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler


The Muse said, Drop thy lyre.
I tire, I tire.

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The Song of Right and Wrong

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Feast on wine or fast on water


  And your honour shall stand sure,

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Metr: Boetius 1s 1 Quisquis Comp

© Thomas Parnell

The Man whose mind & actions still Sedate

Can bravely triumph ore ye thoughts of fate

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The "William P. Frye"

© Jeanne Robert Foster

I saw her first abreast the Boston Light
  At anchor; she had just come in, turned head,
  And sent her hawsers creaking, clattering down.
  I was so near to where the hawse-pipes fed

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With Antecedents

© Walt Whitman

I respect Assyria, China, Teutonia, and the Hebrews;
I adopt each theory, myth, god, and demi-god;
I see that the old accounts, bibles, genealogies, are true, without
  exception; 

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Peacock Display by David Wagoner: American Life in Poetry #11 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-20

© Ted Kooser

Here David Wagoner, a distinguished poet living in Washington state, vividly describes a peacock courtship, and though it's a poem about birds, haven't you seen the males of other species, including ours, look every bit as puffed up, and observed the females' hilarious indifference? Peacock Display

He approaches her, trailing his whole fortune,
Perfectly cocksure, and suddenly spreads
The huge fan of his tail for her amazement.

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Amoretti XXX: My Love is like to ice, and I to fire

© Edmund Spenser

My Love is like to ice, and I to fire:


How comes it then that this her cold so great

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Shadows in the Water

© Thomas Traherne

In unexperienced infancy

Many a sweet mistake doth lie:

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The Candidate

© Charles Churchill

This poem was written in , on occasion of the contest between the

  Earls of Hardwicke and Sandwich for the High-stewardship of the

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To the Memory of My Beloved the Author, Mr. William Shakespeare

© Benjamin Jonson

To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name,

Am I thus ample to thy book and fame;