Happy poems
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Only a Woman
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
"She loves with love that cannot tire:
And if, ah, woe! she loves alone,
Through passionate duty love flames higher,
As grass grows taller round a stone."
Coventry Patmore.
Sonnet XVI. To Kosciusko
© John Keats
Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
To ---, Five Years Old
© Richard Monckton Milnes
Delighted soul! that in thy new abode
Dwellest contentedly and knowest not
What men can mean who faint beneath the load
Of mortal life and mourn an earthly lot;
Urania, or Spiritual Poems: Sonnet 7 - Thrice Happy He Who
© William Henry Drummond
Thrice happy he who by some shady grove
Far from the clamorous world doth live his own;
The Fox Hunt
© William Henry Drummond
I'm all bus' up, for a mont' or two,
On account of de wife I got,
Sonnet LXXXIV: Farewell to the Glen
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Sweet stream-fed glen, why say farewell to thee
Who far'st so well and find'st for ever smooth
Rubaiyat 14
© Shams al-Din Hafiz
Since the flower withers in the dark,
The bud blooms to leave its mark,
Happy is the heart, light as a bubble,
At the tavern is naked, stark.
The Man Who's Down
© Edgar Albert Guest
IT is well enough to cheer for the brother who is up,
It is fine to praise the brother who has captured victory's cup;
But don't keep your kind words always for the man who's won renown,
For the boy who really needs them is the fellow who is down.
An Extempore
© John Keats
When they were come into Faery's Court
They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport
And dance and kiss and love as faerys do
For Faries be as human lovers true --
Mein Kind, Wir Waren Kinder
© Heinrich Heine
My child, we were just children,
Two happy kids, thats all:
Red Rock Camp
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
A TALE OF EARLY COLORADO.
My simple story is of those times ere the magic power of steam
First whirled the traveller oer the plains with the swiftness of a dream,
Reducing to a few days time the journey of many a week,
That fell of old to the miners lot ere he sighted tall Pikes Peak.
A Letter Written For My Son To A Young Gentleman
© Mary Barber
O would Mandana cross the Seas,
And hear a People speak her Praise,
With Britain vie to hail the Dame,
Who, Granville, could exalt thy Name,
Transmitting down thy Fame with Care,
And double Lustre, in her Heir!
The Bride Of The Nile - Act I
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Act I Governor's Palace at Alexandria.
Act II Garden House of the Makawkas at On.
Act III On the Banks of the Nile. Time, th Century, A.D.
Epistle To Augusta
© George Gordon Byron
I.
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name
Dearer and purer were, it should be thine;
Mountains and seas divide us, but I claim
Which are You?
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
There are two kinds of people on earth to-day;
Just two kinds of people, no more, I say.
Olney Hymn 23: Pleading For And With Youth
© William Cowper
Sin has undone our wretched race;
But Jesus has restored,
And brought the sinner face to face
With his forgiving Lord.
The Voices Of The Ocean
© Robert Laurence Binyon
All the night the voices of ocean around my sleep
Their murmuring undulation sleepless kept.
Rocked in a dream I slept,
Till drawn from trances deep
Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle
© William Wordsworth
Alas! the impassioned minstrel did not know
How, by Heaven's grace, this Clifford's heart was framed:
How he, long forced in humble walks to go,
Was softened into feeling, soothed, and tamed.
August
© Algernon Charles Swinburne
THERE WERE four apples on the bough,
Half gold half red, that one might know
The blood was ripe inside the core;
The colour of the leaves was more
Like stems of yellow corn that grow
Through all the gold June meadows floor.
