Great poems

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Autumn Wealth

© Kristijonas Donelaitis

Of course, there is no lack of faithful Christians ,too.
Most of Lithuanians are men of good character;
They love their families, obey the will of God.
Each day live saintly lives, steer clear of all misdeeds,
And rule their modest homes with kind parental care.

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Flora Macivor's Song

© Sir Walter Scott

There is mist on the mountain, and night on the vale,
But more dark is the sleep of the sons of the Gael.
A stranger commanded —- it sunk on the land,
It has frozen each heart, and benumb'd every hand!

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The Girl's Lamentation

© William Allingham

With grief and mourning I sit to spin;
 My Love passed by, and he didn't come in;
 He passes by me, both day and night,
 And carries off my poor heart's delight.

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Constable M‘Carty’s Investigations

© Henry Lawson

Most unpleasantly adjacent to the haunts of lower orders

  Stood a ‘terrace’ in the city when the current year began,

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Thoughts Of A Soldier

© Edgar Albert Guest

Since men with life must purchase life

  And some must die that more may live,

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Jerusalem Delivered - Book 04 - part 01

© Torquato Tasso

THE ARGUMENT.

Satan his fiends and assembleth all,

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The Themes

© Millosh Gjergj Nikolla

On the pallid faces of fallen women
Loitering in doorways to sell themselves,
On their faces a tragic poem is carved
In tears and grief that rise to the heavens,

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For Charles Dickens

© Mary Hannay Foott

He brings no pageants of the past
 To wile our hearts away;
But wins our love for those who cast
 Their lot with ours to-day.

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After My Death

© Hayyim Nahman Bialik

 And great, great is the pain!
 There was a man-and see: he is no more,
 and his life's song in mid-bar stopped,
 one more song he had to go,
 and now the song is gone for good,
 gone for good!

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The Happy Little Cripple

© James Whitcomb Riley

I'm thist a little cripple boy, an' never goin' to grow

An' get a great big man at all!--'cause Aunty told me so.

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Change

© William Dean Howells

SOMETIMES, when after spirited debate

Of letters or affairs, in thought I go

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Book Of Suleika - Suleika's Love

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Fair was she, and so great was their pleasure.
But that thou, who awaitedst me long,
Youthful glances of fire dost throw me,
Soon wilt bless me, thy love now dost show me,
This shall my joyous numbers proclaim,
Thee I for ever Suleika shall name.

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After-Thought

© Alfred Tennyson

I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide,

As being past away. -Vain sympathies!

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The Dove

© Matthew Prior

In Virgil's Sacred Verse we find,

That Passion can depress or raise

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Anhelli - Chapter 7

© Juliusz Slowacki

And the Shaman said : "Lo, now we shall show no more miracles,
nor the power of God that is in us, but we shall weep,
for we have come unto people who see not the sun.

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An Epitaph For Keats

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

THROUGH one, years since hanged and forgot
Who stabbed backs by the Quarter,
Here lieth one who—while Time's stream
Runneth, as God hath taught her,
Bearing man's fame to men,—will have
His great name writ in water.

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Liberté

© Paul Eluard

On my school notebooks
On my desk and on the trees
On the sands of snow
I write your name

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On Leaping Over the Moon

© Thomas Traherne

As much as others thought themselves to lie
Beneath the moon, so much more high
Himself he thought to fly
Above the starry sky,
As that he spied
Below the tide.

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Thoughts Of A Father

© Edgar Albert Guest

We've never seen the Father here, but we have known the Son,
The finest type of manhood since the world was first begun.
And, summing up the works of God, I write with reverent pen,
The greatest is the Son He sent to cheer the lives of men.

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The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Canto First

© William Wordsworth

FROM Bolton's old monastic tower
The bells ring loud with gladsome power;
The sun shines bright; the fields are gay
With people in their best array