Poems begining by H
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Humanity
© Gregory Corso
What simple profundities
What profound simplicities
To sit down among the trees
and breathe with them
in murmur brool and breeze
Hymn VI. Behold! th' Ambassador Divine
© John Logan
Behold! th' Ambassador Divine,
Descending from above,
To publish to mankind the law
Of everlasting love!
Heavenly Love
© George Moses Horton
Eternal spring of boundless grace,
It lifts the soul above,
Where God the Son unveils his face,
And shows that Heaven is love.
How Bateese Came Home
© William Henry Drummond
W'en I was young boy on de farm, dat 's twenty year ago
I have wan frien' he 's leev near me, call Jean Bateese Trudeau
Hermes
© Francis Thompson
Soothsay. Behold, with rod twy-serpented,
Hermes the prophet, twining in one power
History of Scanderbeg excerpt from Canto V
© Naim Frashëri
Krujë oh blessed citadel
await, await for Scanderbeg!
Returning as a hued dove
to liberate our motherland.
"His heart was in his garden..."
© Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
His heart was in his garden; but his brain
Wandered at will among the fiery stars:
Holy Baptisme (II)
© George Herbert
Since, Lord, to thee
A narrow way and little gate
Is all the passage, on my infancie
Thou didst lay hold, and antedate
My faith in me.
Haikai.
© Robert Crawford
Flannel-flowers dancing
To the Dawn on the hill-tops ...
The Vision of Spring!
Hospital by Marianne Boruch: American Life in Poetry #155 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2006
© Ted Kooser
The American poet Elizabeth Bishop often wrote of how placesâboth familiar and foreignâlooked, how they seemed. Here Marianne Boruch of Indiana begins her poem in this way, too, in a space familiar to us all but made newâmade strangeâby close observation.
Hospital
Home
© John Le Gay Brereton
"Where shall we dwell?" say you.
Wandering winds reply:
"In a temple with roof of blue
- Under the splendid sky."
How Salty Win Out
© Eugene Field
I used to think that luck wuz luck and nuthin' else but luck--
It made no diff'rence how or when or where or why it struck;
But sev'ral years ago I changt my mind, an' now proclaim
That luck's a kind uv science--same as any other game;
It happened out in Denver in the spring uv '80 when
Salty teched a humpback an' win out ten.
Haunted Houses. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
All houses wherein men have lived and died
Are haunted houses. Through the open doors
The harmless phantoms on their errands glide,
With feet that make no sound upon the floors.
Hopes
© Edith Nesbit
A PRINCESS, sleeping in enchanted bowers,
Earth springs to waking at Spring's voice and kiss,
And after winter's cold, unlovely hours,
Laughs out to find how beautiful she is.
Heard On The Mountain
© Francis Thompson
Soon I distinguished, yet as tone which veils confuse and smother,
Amid this voice two voices, one commingled with the other,
Which did from off the land and seas even to the heavens aspire;
Chanting the universal chant in simultaneous quire.
And I distinguished them amid that deep and rumorous sound,
As who beholds two currents thwart amid the fluctuous profound.
How Long?
© Emma Lazarus
How long, and yet how long,
Our leaders will we hail from over seas,
Master and kings from feudal monarchies,
And mock their ancient song
With echoes weak of foreign melodies?
He Led Them By A Right Way
© John Newton
When Israel was from Egypt freed,
The Lord, who brought them out,
Helped them in every time of need,
But led them round about.
Homer's Hymn To The Earth: Mother Of All
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
Mother of gods, thou Wife of starry Heaven,
Farewell! be thou propitious, and be given
A happy life for this brief melody,
Nor thou nor other songs shall unremembered be.
