Happy poems
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not happy eNding
© KateZ
your music playin in bsplayer
while your soul is somewhere
around us or in heaven
two different beings connected
To Qiwu Qian Bound Home After Failing In An Examination
© Wang Wei
In a happy reign there should be no hermits;
The wise and able should consult together....
The Emigrants: Book II
© Charlotte Turner Smith
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to the North of the Weald of Sussex. Time, an Afternoon in April, 1793.
The Emigrants: Book I
© Charlotte Turner Smith
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of
Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.
To Virgil, Written at the Request of the Mantuans for the N
© Alfred Tennyson
Poet of the happy Tityrus
piping underneath his beechen bowers;
Poet of the poet-satyr
whom the laughing shepherd bound with flowers;
Memoriam A. H. H.: 44. How fares it with the happy dead?
© Alfred Tennyson
If such a dreamy touch should fall,
O turn thee round, resolve the doubt;
My guardian angel will speak out
In that high place, and tell thee all.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: Is it, then, regret for buried time
© Alfred Tennyson
Yet less of sorrow lives in me
For days of happy commune dead;
Less yearning for the friendship fled,
Than some strong bond which is to be.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O living will that shalt endure
© Alfred Tennyson
O true and tried, so well and long,
Demand not thou a marriage lay;
In that it is thy marriage day
Is music more than any song.
Happy As The Day Is Long
© James Tate
I take the long walk up the staircase to my secret room.
Today's big news: they found Amelia Earhart's shoe, size 9.
Amoretti LXXIV: Most Happy Letters
© Edmund Spenser
Most happy letters, fram'd by skilful trade,
With which that happy name was first design'd:
A Hymn Of Heavenly Beauty
© Edmund Spenser
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,
Through contemplation of those goodly sights,
Written among the Euganean Hills North Italy
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
MANY a green isle needs must be
In the deep wide sea of Misery,
Sonnet XXV
© William Shakespeare
Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Miracle Ice Cream
© Adrienne Rich
Miracle's truck comes down the little avenue,
Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls,
and, yes, you can feel happy
with one piece of your heart.
Modern Love XXXIV: Madam Would Speak With Me
© George Meredith
Madam would speak with me. So, now it comes:
The Deluge or else Fire! She's well, she thanks
On Frozen Fields
© Galway Kinnell
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You in whose ultimate madness we live,
You flinging yourself out into the emptiness,
You - like us - great an instant,
The Murmur Of The Forest
© Mihai Eminescu
On the pond bright sparks are falling,
Wavelets in the sunlight glisten ;
Gazing on the woods with rapture ,
Do I let my spirit capture
Drowsiness, and lie and listen...
Quails are calling.
