Happy poems

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Farmer Whipple--Bachelor

© James Whitcomb Riley

It's a mystery to see me--a man o' fifty-four,
Who's lived a cross old bachelor fer thirty year' and more--
A-lookin' glad and smilin'!  And they's none o' you can say
That you can guess the reason why I feel so good to-day!

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The Birch-Tree

© James Russell Lowell

Rippling through thy branches goes the sunshine,
Among thy leaves that palpitate forever;
Ovid in thee a pining Nymph had prisoned,
The soul once of some tremulous inland river,
Quivering to tell her woe, but, ah! dumb, dumb forever!

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Cobus Hagelstein

© Charles Godfrey Leland

ICH bin ein Deutscher, und mein name is Cobus Hagelstein,
I coom from Cincinnati, and I life peyond der Rhein;
Und I dells you all a shdory dot makes me mad ash blitz,
Pout how a Yankee gompany vas shvindle me to fits.

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Fairy Days

© William Makepeace Thackeray

Beside the old hall-fire—upon my nurse's knee,
Of happy fairy days—what tales were told to me!
I thought the world was once—all peopled with princesses,
And my heart would beat to hear—their loves and their distresses:
And many a quiet night,—in slumber sweet and deep,
The pretty fairy people—would visit me in sleep.

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Daily, Daily, Sing The Praises

© Sabine Baring-Gould

Daily, daily, sing the praises
Of the city God hath made;
In the beauteous fields of Eden
Its foundation stones are laid.

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The King's Tragedy James I. Of Scots.—20th February 1437

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

I Catherine am a Douglas born,

A name to all Scots dear;

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The Oriental Nosegay. By Pickersgill

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

Beautiful language! Love's peculiar, own,
But only to the spring and summer known.
Ah! little marvel in such clime and age
As that of our too earth-bound pilgrimage,
That we should daily hear that love is fled,
And hope grown pale, and lighted feelings dead.

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Marmion: a Christmas Poem

© Sir Walter Scott



Heap on more wood! the wind is chill;

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Who Hath Ears To Hear Let Him Hear

© Jones Very

The sun doth not the hidden place reveal,

Whence pours at morn his golden flood of light;

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The Toy—Seller

© Robert Laurence Binyon

The Toy--seller his idle wares
Carefully ranges, side by side;
With coveting soft earnest airs
The children linger, open--eyed.

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The Falcon

© Richard Lovelace

  Fair Princesse of the spacious air,
That hast vouchsaf'd acquaintance here,
With us are quarter'd below stairs,
That can reach heav'n with nought but pray'rs;
Who, when our activ'st wings we try,
Advance a foot into the sky.

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The Fickle Breeze

© William Schwenck Gilbert

Sighing softly to the river

Comes the loving breeze,

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When There's Health In The House

© Edgar Albert Guest

When there's good health In the house, there is laughter everywhere,
And the skies are bright and sunny and the roads are smooth and fair,
For the mother croons her ditties, and the father hums a song.
Although heavy be his burdens, he can carry them along.

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Thebais - Book One - part IV

© Pablius Papinius Statius

For by the black infernal Styx I swear,  

(That dreadful oath which binds the thunderer)  

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The Happy Man

© Edgar Albert Guest

If you would know a happy man,
  Go find the fellow who
Has had a bout with trouble grim
  And just come smiling through.

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The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
`By thy long beard and glittering eye,
Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?

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The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto V.

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore

IV Venus Victrix
  Fatal in force, yet gentle in will,
  Defeats, from her, are tender pacts,
  For, like the kindly lodestone, still
  She's drawn herself by what she attracts.

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Ode 1373

© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.

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The Last Song of Sappho

© Giacomo Leopardi

Thou tranquil night, and thou, O gentle ray

  Of the declining moon; and thou, that o'er