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Hymn For The Inauguration Of The Statue Of Governor Andrew
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
BEHOLD the shape our eyes have known!
It lives once more in changeless stone;
So looked in mortal face and form
Our guide through peril's deadly storm.
How One Winter Came In The Lake Region
© William Wilfred Campbell
Far in the smoky woods the birds were mute,
Save that from blackened tree a jay would scream,
Or far in swamps the lizard's lonesome lute
Would pipe in thirst, or by some gnarlèd root
The tree-toad trilled his dream.
Hamlet
© Spike Milligan
Said Hamlet to Ophelia,
I'll draw a sketch of thee,
What kind of pencil shall I use?
2B or not 2B?
Hope
© William Dean Howells
We sailed and sailed upon the desert sea
Where for whole days we alone seemed to be.
Hymn For A Sick Girl
© George MacDonald
Father, in the dark I lay,
Thirsting for the light,
Helpless, but for hope alway
In thy father-might.
Homer's Hymn To Venus
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
Muse, sing the deeds of golden Aphrodite,
Who wakens with her smile the lulled delight
Of sweet desire, taming the eternal kings
Of Heaven, and men, and all the living things
His Stenographer
© Harriet Monroe
Does she love you?well, I wonder
Married twenty years, they say!
You, so bald and fat and funny,
Grubbing like a mole for money?
Guess she likes to spend the plunder
Geeshe knows the way!
Hes Gone to England for a Wife
© Henry Lawson
HES GONE to England for a wife
Among the ladies there;
Helping My Daughter Move into Her First Apartment by Sue Ellen Thompson : American Life in Poetry #2
© Ted Kooser
This column originates on the campus of the University of Nebraska-Lincoln, and at the beginning of each semester, we see parents helping their children move into their dorm rooms and apartments and looking a little shaken by the process. This wonderful poem by Sue Ellen Thompson of Maryland captures not only a moment like that, but a mother’s feelings as well.
Helping My Daughter Move into Her First Apartment
Hymn Of The Earth
© William Ellery Channing
My highway is unfeatured air,
My consorts are the sleepless stars,
And men my giant arms upbear,
My arms unstained and free from scars.
Hymn XVIII: Father, Saviour of Mankind
© Charles Wesley
Father, Saviour of mankind,
Who hast on me bestowed
Hymn. To Light
© Abraham Cowley
First-born of Chaos, who so fair didst come
From the old Negro's darksome womb!
Which, when it saw the lovely child,
The melancholy mass put on kind looks and smiled,
Heart's-Ease
© Mathilde Blind
Thou art to me-a comfort past compare-
For thy joy-kindling presence, sweet as May,
Sets all my nerves to music, makes away
With sorrow and the numbing frost of care,
Until the influence of thine eyes' bright sway
Has made life's glass go up from foul to fair.
Hesperus
© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch
Down in the street the last late hansoms go
Still westward, but with backward eyes of red
Having drifted apart
© Saigyo
Having drifted apart,
Why should folk
Despise each other? For
Not known and unknowing
Times there were once before…
Hymn At The Funeral Services Of Charles Sumner
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
APRIL 29, 1874
SUNG BY MALE VOICES TO A NATIONAL AIR OF HOLLAND
