Happy poems

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A Golden Hour

© William Watson

A beckoning spirit of gladness seemed afloat,
  That lightly danced in laughing air before us:
The earth was all in tune, and you a note
  Of Nature's happy chorus.

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'The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 5

© Publius Vergilius Maro

MEANTIME the Trojan cuts his wat’ry way,  

Fix’d on his voyage, thro’ the curling sea;  

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Annus Memorabilis : Written in Commemoration of His Majesty's Happy Recovery

© William Cowper

I ransack'd for a theme of song,

Much ancient chronicle, and long;

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The Cross Roads; Or, The Haymaker's Story

© John Clare

  The maids, impatient now old Goody ceased,
As restless children from the school released,
Right gladly proving, what she'd just foretold,
That young ones' stories were preferred to old,
Turn to the whisperings of their former joy,
That oft deceive, but very rarely cloy.

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Nauhaught, The Deacon

© John Greenleaf Whittier

NAUHAUGHT, the Indian deacon, who of old

Dwelt, poor but blameless, where his narrowing Cape

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The Princess: A Medley: Come down, O Maid

© Alfred Tennyson

Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height:

 What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang)

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Aurora Leigh: Book Two

© Elizabeth Barrett Browning


  I pulled the branches down
To choose from.

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The Three Friends

© Charles Lamb

Three young girls in friendship met;

Mary, Martha, Margaret.

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Sonnet To Harriet St. Leger

© Frances Anne Kemble

Whene'er I recollect the happy time

  When you and I held converse dear together,

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The Kalevala - Rune XLII

© Elias Lönnrot

CAPTURE OF THE SAMPO.


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Eclogue the Second Hassan

© William Taylor Collins

SCENE, the Desert TIME, Mid-day

10   In silent horror o'er the desert-waste

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Hope

© William Cowper

Ask what is human life -- the sage replies,

With disappointment lowering in his eyes,

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The Two Churches

© William Barnes

A happy day, a happy year.

  A zummer Zunday, dazzlèn clear,

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Little Moozoo-May

© George Ade

The rose of June can feel no sorrow,

It never droops or says " Ah me! "

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David And Goliath. A Sacred Drama

© Hannah More

Great Lord of all things! Power divine!
Breathe on this erring heart of mine
  Thy grace serene and pure:
Defend my frail, my erring youth,
And teach me this important truth--
  The humble are secure!

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The Revolt Of Islam: Canto I-XII

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

There is no danger to a man, that knows
What life and death is: there's not any law
Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful
That he should stoop to any other law.
-Chapman.

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Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ]

© William Wordsworth

  What wonder, then, if, to a mind so far
Perverted, even the visible Universe
Fell under the dominion of a taste 
Less spiritual, with microscopic view
Was scanned, as I had scanned the moral world?

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Influence of Natural Objects

© William Wordsworth

In Calling Forth and Strengthening the Imagination

in Boyhood and Early Youth

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June On The Merrimac

© John Greenleaf Whittier

O dwellers in the stately towns,
What come ye out to see?
This common earth, this common sky,
This water flowing free?

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Fatality

© Rubén Dario

The tree is happy because it is scarcely sentient;
the hard rock is happier still, it feels nothing:
there is no pain as great as being alive,
no burden heavier than that of conscious life.