Happy poems
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Concerning Resolution
© Thomas Parnell
Happy the man whose firm resolves obtain
Assisting Grace to burst his sinfull chain
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 08:
© Conrad Aiken
Well,it was two days after my husband died
Two days! And the earth still raw above him.
"Them Old Cherry Words"
© James Whitcomb Riley
Pap he allus ust to say,
"Chris'mus comes but onc't a year!"
Tartufe's Punishment
© Arthur Rimbaud
Raking, raking, his amorous thoughts
underneath his chaste robe of black,
Picture By Giov. Bellini, In The Church Of The Redentore At Venice
© Richard Monckton Milnes
THE VIRGIN.
Who am I, to be so far exalted
Over all the maidens of Judaea,
That here only in this lonely bosom
The Battle of the Summer Islands : Canto 1
© Edmund Waller
Aid me, Bellona, while the dreadful fight
Betwixt a nation and two whales I write.
Seas stained with gore I sing, adventurous toil,
And how these monsters did disarm an isle.
A Third Letter From B. Sawin, Esq.
© James Russell Lowell
I spose you recollect thet I explained my gennle views
In the last billet thet I writ, 'way down frum Veery Cruze,
The Weather-Beaten Tree
© William Barnes
The woaken tree, a-beät at night
By stormy winds wi' all their spite,
Karen
© Celia Thaxter
At her low quaint wheel she sits to spin,
Deftly drawing the long, light rolls
Of carded wool through her finders thin,
By the fireside at the Isles of Shoals.
Thoughtlessness
© Edgar Albert Guest
A little bit of hatred can spoil a score of years
And blur the eyes that ought to smile with many needless tears.
Song Of The Broad-Axe
© Walt Whitman
Strong shapes, and attributes of strong shapes-masculine trades,
sights and sounds;
Long varied train of an emblem, dabs of music;
Fingers of the organist skipping staccato over the keys of the great
organ.
Home
© Madison Julius Cawein
Among the fields the camomile
Seems blown steam in the lightning's glare.
Unusual odors drench the air.
Night speaks above; the angry smile
Of storm within her stare.
Vertumnus and Pomona : Ovid's Metamorphoses, book 14 [v. 623-771]
© Alexander Pope
The fair Pomona flourish'd in his reign;
Of all the Virgins of the sylvan train,
On The Edge Of The Wilderness
© William Morris
Whence comest thou, and whither goest thou?
Abide! abide! longer the shadows grow;
What hopest thou the dark to thee will show?
16. Of Gluttony and Feasting
© Sebastian Brant
He shows a fool in every wise
Who day and night forever hies
From feast to feat to fill his paunch
Venetian Epigrams
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
With such a scroll, which himself richly with life has adorn'd.
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CLASP'D in my arms for ever eagerly hold I my mistress,
James Whitcomb Riley
© Edgar Albert Guest
There must be great rejoicin'
on the Golden Shore to-day,
An' the big an' little angels
