Great poems

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In The Garden I: The Garden

© Edward Dowden

PAST the town's clamour is a garden full

Of loneness and old greenery; at noon

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The Storm And The Bush.

© Arthur Henry Adams

THERE are only two things in the world —
The storm in the air and the stretch of green leaves;
The flesh of the forest that quivers and heaves
As the blast on its bosom is hurled.

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The Subterranean River, At Cong.

© Richard Monckton Milnes

A pleasant mean of joy and wonder fills
The trave'ller's mind, beside this secret stream,
That flows from lake to lake beneath the hills,
And penetrates their slumber like a dream.

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Paralysis

© Rupert Brooke

For moveless limbs no pity I crave,
That never were swift!  Still all I prize,
Laughter and thought and friends, I have;
No fool to heave luxurious sighs
For the woods and hills that I never knew.
The more excellent way's yet mine!  And you

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The Nile

© Sir Henry Newbolt

Out of the unknown South,

Through the dark lands of drouth,

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An Epistle To A Friend

© Samuel Rogers

When, with a Reaumur's skill, thy curious mind
Has class'd the insect-tribes of human-kind,
Each with its busy hum, or gilded wing,
Its subtle, web-work, or its venom'd sting;

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The Maid-Martyr

© Jean Ingelow

Her face, O! it was wonderful to me,
There was not in it what I look'd for-no,
I never saw a maid go to her death,
How should I dream that face and the dumb soul?

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Sandalphon. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Have you read in the Talmud of old,
In the Legends the Rabbins have told
  Of the limitless realms of the air,--
Have you read it,--the marvellous story
Of Sandalphon, the Angel of Glory,
  Sandalphon, the Angel of Prayer?

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Love: An Elegy

© Mark Akenside

At last the visionary scenes decay,
My eyes, exulting, bless the new-born day,
Whose faithful beams detect the dangerous road
In which my heedless feet securely trod,
And strip the phantoms of their lying charms
That lur'd my soul from Wisdom's peaceful arms.

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Greatest of beings! Source of life!

© George Dyer

Greatest of beings! Source of life!
Sovereign of air, and earth, and sea!
All nature feels thy power, and all
A silent homage pays to Thee.

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Star-Talk

© Robert Graves

'Are you awake, Gemelli,
This frosty night?'
'We'll be awake till reveillé,
Which is Sunrise,' say the Gemelli,

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Blue and Buff

© George Canning

Come, sportive Muse, with plume satiric,
Describe each lawless, bold empiric,
Who, with the Blue and Buffs' sad crew,
Now stripp'd in buff, shall look so blue.

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Laudamus

© Adam Lindsay Gordon

The Lord shall slay or the Lord shall save!

He is righteous whether He save or slay -

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Treasures

© Edgar Albert Guest

Some folks I know, when friends drop in

To visit for awhile and chin,

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Alfred. Book V.

© Henry James Pye

  As o'er the tented field the squadrons spread,
  Stretch'd on the turf the hardy soldier's bed;
  While the strong mound, and warder's careful eyes,
  Protect the midnight camp from quick surprise,
  A voice, in hollow murmurs from the plain,
  Attracts the notice of the wakeful train.

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Book Fourteenth [conclusion]

© William Wordsworth

In one of those excursions (may they ne'er

Fade from remembrance!) through the Northern tracts

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Yellow! Yellow!

© George Ade

The Poet Of The New School Speaks

I'm great and

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The Stealing Of The Mare - VIII

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Said the Narrator:
And when the Emir Abu Zeyd desired to depart, then said to him the Emir Jaber, ``Was it for the mare then that thou camest to our country, or for what else?'' And Abu Zeyd related to him the whole story of the ancient dame and of all that had happened. And the Emir Fadel cried to the grooms, ``Lead forth the mare, the Hamameh.'' And they led her forth and brought her to the Emir Abu Zeyd. And he departed with her after that he had bidden them farewell. And he went back to those shepherds, and took from them his riding camel, and ceased not until he had returned unto his own Arabs. And when they saw him they saluted him, and came around him and rejoiced exceedingly, and they made feastings, and the tribe rejoiced. And Abu Zeyd related to them all that had happened to him, and they wondered greatly and all the tribe with them. Then sent he to the ancient dame Ghanimeh and begged of her that she might come, and when she came he delivered to her the mare and the gifts and bade her depart to her own people. But she said to him, ``Nay, but send with me one who shall charge himself with my affairs.'' And he sent with her Abul Komsan. And Abul Komsan went with Ghanimeh. And they had not journeyed seven days when they met with the tribe of En Naaman. And Abul Komsan went unto Naaman and said to him: ``Saith my lord Abu Zeyd to thee, let Amer espouse thy daughter, for behold, the mare thou didst require of him my lord hath obtained her for thee.'' But when Naaman heard that, he said, ``Take the mare and return to thy Lord and say he will not listen to thy words, neither will he follow thy counsel.'' But he said to him, ``If thou wilt not do this thing then will I slay thee in the midst of thy Arabs, and destroy thee utterly.'' But when Naaman heard this he leaped upon his mare and rushed upon Abul Komsan. But Abul Komsan struck him with his spear upon his breast and pierced him through, so that the spear shone beyond him. And he called out to all the men of the tribe, and defied them, saying, ``I am your peer, and better than your peer.'' But they said to him, ``Nay, but thou hast done us a service, for this one refused to do according to our counsels.'' So Abul Komsan bade them bury him. And they buried him. Then he bade them to bring Amer before him, and Abul Komsan made rejoicings for him and placed him upon the seat of authority in the room of his uncle Naaman. And they brought to him also Betina, the daughter of Naaman, and he ordered their marriage. And when he had done all these things he desired to leave them. But they brought him gifts and they led forth for him the mare, and he took her and his leave of them and departed, and returned to his master and told him all the story. And Abu Zeyd rejoiced and gave thanks.
And the Narrator once more began his singing and he said:

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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XXVI

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

THE SAME--A CHRISTMAS SONNET
Since thou hast given me these, Juliet, given me these,
There have been tidings told of a great joy,
Of peace on Earth, good--will without annoy.

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Tiber, Nile, And Thames

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

THE head and hands of murdered Cicero,

Above his seat high in the Forum hung,