Great poems
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Of The Three Seekers
© William Morris
Whither away to seek good cheer?
Ah me! said the third, that my love were anear!
Were the world as little as it is wide,
In a happy house should ye abide.
Were the world as kind as it is hard,
Ye should behold a fair reward.
Whatever Is--Is Best
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
I know as my life grows older,
And mine eyes have clearer sight,
L'art Et Le Peuple (Art And The People)
© Victor Marie Hugo
L'art, c'est la gloire et la joie.
Dans la tempête il flamboie ;
Il éclaire le ciel bleu.
L'art, splendeur universelle,
Au front du peuple étincelle,
Comme l'astre au front de Dieu.
Elegy I
© Rainer Maria Rilke
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
Roosevelt
© John Jay Chapman
[Lines read at the Harvard Club, New York, on February 9, 1919]
LIFE seems belittled when a great man dies;
Marvellous Martin
© Charles Harpur
Who sees him walk the street, can scarce forbear
To question thus his friend, What prig goes there?
Trade Circular
© Kenneth Slessor
(To the Poets' Ladies)
SHALL I give you the Bourbon-sugars
Of sherry and yellow sky
And a girl in a country curricle
Lines Written After A Walk Before Supper
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Tho' much averse, dear Jack, to flicker,
To find a likeness for friend V----ker,
I've made, thro' earth, and air, and sea,
A voyage of discovery!
To Shakespeare (III)
© Frances Anne Kemble
Shelter and succour such as common men
Afford the weaker partners of their fate,
The Captains
© Henry Lawson
The Captains sailed in rotten ships, with often rotten crews,
Because their lands were ignorant and meaner than the ooze;
With money furnished them by Greed, or by ambition mean,
When they had crawled to some pig-faced, pig-hearted king or queen.
God
© Walt Whitman
Lover Divine, and Perfect Comrade!
Waiting, content, invisible yet, but certain,
Be thou my God.
The Dance To Death. Act V
© Emma Lazarus
LIEBHAID.
The air hangs sultry as in mid-July.
Look forth, Claire; moves not some big thundercloud
Athwart the sky? My heart is sick.
Little Girls Are Best
© Edgar Albert Guest
Little girls are mighty nice,
Take 'em any way they come;
Reflections Of King Hezekiah, In His Sickness
© Hannah More
"Set thine house in order, for thou shalt die." - Isaiah xxxviii.
What! and no more? - Is this, my soul, said I,
Song V
© Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski
To Thee, eternal Defender of all creation,
I call, frail, commiserate, nowhere secure.
Keep me in close watch, and in my each anxiety,
Hasten to bring aid to my wretched soul.
The Reward
© James Weldon Johnson
No greater earthly boon than this I crave,
That those who some day gather 'round my grave,
In place of tears, may whisper of me then,
"He sang a song that reached the hearts of men."
An October Evening
© William Wilfred Campbell
There is slumber and death in the silence,
There is hate in the winds so keen;
And the flash of the north's great sword-blade
Circles its cruel sheen.
To-night
© Franklin Pierce Adams
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Love me to-night! Fold your dear arms around me--
Hurt me--I do but glory in your might!
Tho' your fierce strength absorb, engulf, and drown me,
Love me to-night!
From An Upper Verandah.
© James Brunton Stephens
WHAT happier haunt could the gods allot
For loftiest musing to sage or bard?
Wood-Words
© Madison Julius Cawein
The spirits of the forest,
That to the winds give voice--
I lie the livelong April day
And wonder what it is they say
That makes the leaves rejoice.
