Happy poems

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To Elsie Fogerty

© Robert Laurence Binyon

On living lips to mould and modulate
The shapes of sound, that each may mirror true
The mystery of the word and breathe it new
Into the entranced ear, warm and intimate;

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A Loving Pair

© Theocritus

Sleep on, happy pair,
Breathing into each other's bosom love and desire,
And forget not to rise towards morning.

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An Epistle To George William Curtis

© James Russell Lowell

Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,

Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,

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See Where The Thames, The Purest Stream

© William Cowper

See where the Thames, the purest stream
That wavers to the noon-day beam,
Divides the vale below;
While like a vein of liquid ore
His waves enrich the happy shore,
Still shining as they flow.

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Book First [Introduction-Childhood and School Time]

© William Wordsworth

OH there is blessing in this gentle breeze,

A visitant that while it fans my cheek

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Eclogue 1: Meliboeus Tityrus

© Publius Vergilius Maro

TITYRUS
Sooner shall light stags, therefore, feed in air,
The seas their fish leave naked on the strand,
Germans and Parthians shift their natural bounds,
And these the Arar, those the Tigris drink,
Than from my heart his face and memory fade.

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The Awakening

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

FROM day to day the dreary heaven
Outpoured its hopeless heart in rain;
The conscious pines, half shuddering, heard
The secret of the East wind's pain.

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A Pastoral Between Thirsis And Corydon, Upon The Death Of Damon, By Whom Is Meant Mr. W. Riddell

© James Thomson

Thir.
Say, tell me true, what is the doleful cause
That Corydon is not the man he was?
Your cheerful presence used to lighten cares,

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The Farmer Of Tilsbury Vale

© William Wordsworth

'TIS not for the unfeeling, the falsely refined,
The squeamish in taste, and the narrow of mind,
And the small critic wielding his delicate pen,
That I sing of old Adam, the pride of old men.

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May Morning

© Celia Thaxter

WARM, wild, rainy wind, blowing fitfully,
Stirring dreamy breakers on the slumberous May sea,
What shall fail to answer thee? What thing shall withstand
The spell of thine enchantment, flowing over sea and land?

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Prince Dorus

© Charles Lamb


He thank'd the Fairy for her kind advice.-
Thought he, "If this be all, I'll not be nice;
Rather than in my courtship I will fail,
I will to mince-meat tread Minon's black tail."

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Alfred’s Song

© Alfred Austin

In the Beginning when, out of darkness,

The Earth, the Heaven,

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The Borough. Letter VIII: Trades

© George Crabbe

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'Tis small:  we boast not these rich subjects here,
Who hazard thrice ten thousand pounds a-year;
We've no huge buildings, where incessant noise
Is made by springs and spindles, girls and boys;
Where, 'mid such thundering sounds, the maiden's

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The Bride Of Abydos

© George Gordon Byron

Know ye the land where cypress and myrtle

  Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime,

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Don Juan: Canto The Sixteenth

© George Gordon Byron

The antique Persians taught three useful things,

  To draw the bow, to ride, and speak the truth.

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The College Widow

© George Ade

When I was but a Freshman — and that was long ago —
I saw her first, but did not learn her name.
She was at a lecture, I believe, in the first or second row,
And the Junior with her seemed to be her flame.

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In Due Observance Of An Ancient Rite

© William Wordsworth

IN due observance of an ancient rite,

The rude Biscayans, when their children lie

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To Her I Love

© James Thomson

Tell me, thou soul of her I love,
  Ah! tell me, whither art thou fled;
To what delightful world above,
  Appointed for the happy dead?

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Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. - Canto III.

© Matthew Prior

Ideas, farms, and intellects,
Have furnish'd out three different sects.
Substance or accident divides
All Europe into adverse sides.

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A Glance Behind The Curtain

© James Russell Lowell

We see but half the causes of our deeds,

Seeking them wholly in the outer life,