Hope poems
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On Being a Champion
© Mattie Stepanek
A Champion is a winner,
A hero...
Someone who never gives up
Even when the going gets rough.
To a Gentleman and Lady on the Death of the Lady's Brother and Sister
© Phillis Wheatley
But, Madam, let your grief be laid aside,
And let the fountain of your tears be dry'd,
In vain they flow to wet the dusty plain,
Your sighs are wafted to the skies in vain,
Your pains they witness, but they can no more,
While Death reigns tyrant o'er this mortal shore.
The Emigrants: Book II
© Charlotte Turner Smith
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to the North of the Weald of Sussex. Time, an Afternoon in April, 1793.
The Emigrants: Book I
© Charlotte Turner Smith
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of
Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.
Sonnet XLIII: The Unhappy Exile
© Charlotte Turner Smith
The unhappy exile, whom his fates confine
To the bleak coast of some unfriendly isle,
Sonnet XLII: Composed During a Walk
© Charlotte Turner Smith
The dark and pillowy cloud, the sallow trees,
Seem o'er the ruins of the year to mourn;
In Memoriam A. HIn Memoriam A. H. H.: 56. So careful of the type? but no.: 55. The wish, that of the living whol
© Alfred Tennyson
Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation's final law--
Tho' Nature, red in tooth and claw
With ravine, shriek'd against his creed--
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 55. The wish, that of the living whol
© Alfred Tennyson
I falter where I firmly trod,
And falling with my weight of cares
Upon the great world's altar-stairs
That slope thro' darkness up to God,
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 22. The path by which we twain did go
© Alfred Tennyson
Who broke our fair companionship,
And spread his mantle dark and cold,
And wrapt thee formless in the fold,
And dull'd the murmur on thy lip,
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O living will that shalt endure
© Alfred Tennyson
O true and tried, so well and long,
Demand not thou a marriage lay;
In that it is thy marriage day
Is music more than any song.
A Hymn Of Heavenly Beauty
© Edmund Spenser
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,
Through contemplation of those goodly sights,
Astrophel and Stella: LXIV
© Sir Philip Sidney
No more, my dear, no more these counsels try;
Oh, give my passions leave to run their race;
Astrophel and Stella
© Sir Philip Sidney
Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes entendeth,
Which now my breast, surcharg'd, to musick lendeth!
To you, to you, all song of praise is due,
Only in you my song begins and endeth.
In The Event Of My Demise
© Tupac Shakur
I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my Demise
Sonnet 29
© William Shakespeare
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
The Dreamers
© Siegfried Sassoon
I see them in foul dug-outs, gnawed by rats,
And in the ruined trenches, lashed with rain,
Dreaming of things they did with balls and bats,
And mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
And going to the office in the train.
Passing away, saith the World
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Passing away, saith the World, passing away:
Chances, beauty and youth, sapp'd day by day:
