Great poems
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© Robinson Jeffers
In the night Reave dreamed that Helen
Lay with him in the deep grave, he awoke loathing her,
But when the weak moment between sleep and waking
Was past, his need of her and his judgment of her
Knew their suspended duel; and he heard her breathing,
Irregularly, gently in the dark.
Hamlet Micure
© Edgar Lee Masters
In a lingering fever many visions come to you:
I was in the little house again
With its great yard of clover
Running down to the board-fence,
Roy Butler
© Edgar Lee Masters
If the learned Supreme Court of Illinois
Got at the secret of every case
As well as it does a case of rape
It would be the greatest court in the world.
Captain Orlando Killion
© Edgar Lee Masters
Oh, you young radicals and dreamers,
You dauntless fledglings
Who pass by my headstone,
Mock not its record of my captaincy in the army
English Thornton
© Edgar Lee Masters
Here! You sons of the men
Who fought with Washington at Valley Forge,
And whipped Black Hawk at Starved Rock,
Arise! Do battle with the descendants of those
Preparatory Meditations - Second Series: 146
© Edward Taylor
My dear, dear Lord, I know not what to say:
Speech is too coarse a web for me to clothe
My love to Thee in or it to array
Or make a mantle. Would'st Thou not such loathe?
Thy love to me's too great for me to shape
A vesture for the same at any rate.
John Horace Burleson
© Edgar Lee Masters
I won the prize essay at school
Here in the village,
And published a novel before I was twenty-five.
I went to the city for themes and to enrich my art;
Sersmith the Dentist
© Edgar Lee Masters
Do you think that odes and sermons,
And the ringing of church bells,
And the blood of old men and young men,
Martyred for the truth they saw
Phenomena
© Robinson Jeffers
Great-enough both accepts and subdues; the great frame takes
all creatures;
The Latest Chinese Outrage
© Francis Bret Harte
It was noon by the sun; we had finished our game,
And was passin' remarks goin' back to our claim;
Ernest Hyde
© Edgar Lee Masters
My mind was a mirror:
It saw what it saw, it knew what it knew.
In youth my mind was just a mirror
In a rapidly flying car,
The Municipal Gallery Revisited
© William Butler Yeats
AROUND me the images of thirty years:
An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side;
Margaret Fuller Slack
© Edgar Lee Masters
I would have been as great as George Eliot
But for an untoward fate.
For look at the photograph of me made by Penniwit,
Chin resting on hand, and deep-set eyes --
From The 'Antigone'
© William Butler Yeats
Overcome - O bitter sweetness,
Inhabitant of the soft cheek of a girl -
The rich man and his affairs,
The fat flocks and the fields' fatness,
Mariners, rough harvesters;
Overcome Gods upon Parnassus;
Grand Is The Leisure Of The Earth
© Jean Ingelow
Grand is the leisure of the earth;
She gives her happy myriads birth,
Silence
© Edgar Lee Masters
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea,
And the silence of the city when it pauses,
And the silence of a man and a maid,
And the silence of the sick
The Redwing
© Bliss William Carman
I HEAR you, Brother, I hear you,
Down in the alder swamp,
Springing your woodland whistle
To herald the April pomp!