Hope poems

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My Thoughts

© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev

Why did you come, my thoughts, in instant,
Like thieves to rob my quiet habitation,
Like vultures, gloomy and malignant,  
With thirst for dread retaliation.

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Vision Of Columbus - Book 7

© Joel Barlow

Hail sacred Peace, who claim'st thy bright abode,

Mid circling saints that grace the throne of God.

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The Maids of the Mountains

© Anonymous

In the wild Weddin Mountains there live two young dames
Kate O'Meally, Bet Mayhew are their pretty names;
These maids of the mountains are bonny bush belles,
They ride out on horseback, togged out like young swells.

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Manfred: A Dramatic Poem. Act III.

© George Gordon Byron

HERMAN
It wants but one till sunset,
And promises a lovely twilight.

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Tale VII

© George Crabbe

view,
A useful lass,--you may have more to do."
  Dreadful were these commands; but worse than

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The Coming Man

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Oh, not for the great departed,

Who formed our country's laws,

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The Woman That Was A Sinner

© George MacDonald

His face, his words, her heart awoke;
Awoke her slumbering truth;
She judged him well; her bonds she broke,
And fled to him for ruth.

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Paraphrase of Isaiah, Chap. 64

© John Henry Newman

O that Thou wouldest rend the breadth of sky,
  That veils Thy presence from the sons of men!
O that, as erst Thou camest from on high
  Sudden in strength, Thou so would'st come again!
Track'd out by judgments was Thy fiery path,
Ocean and mountain withering in Thy wrath!

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Amelioration and the Future, Man's Noble Tasks

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

'Tis in the great, the lovely, and the true;
 'Tis in the generous thought,
 Of all that man has wrought,
Of all that yet remains for man to do.

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Plead For Me

© Emily Jane Brontë

OH, thy bright eyes must answer now,
 When Reason, with a scornful brow,
 Is mocking at my overthrow !
 Oh, thy sweet tongue must plead for me
 And tell why I have chosen thee !

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Song Of The Negro Boatman

© John Greenleaf Whittier

Oh, praise an' tanks! De Lord he come
To set de people free;
An' massa tink it day ob doom,
An' we ob jubilee.

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The Strength Of Fields

© James Dickey


  What field-forms can be,
  Outlying the small civic light-decisions over
  A man walking near home?
  Men are not where he is
  Exactly now, but they are around him  around him like the strength

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The Turn Of The Road

© Roderic Quinn

WHERE confident, calm I strode,
I walk with hesitant feet;
For at yonder turn of the road
What shall I meet?

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Friends

© Edgar Albert Guest

Ain't it fine when things are going

Topsy-turvy and askew

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Epilogue: Songs Before Sunrise

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

Between the wave-ridge and the strand

I let you forth in sight of land,

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The Soul

© Madison Julius Cawein

A heritage of hopes and fears
And dreams and memory,
And vices of ten thousand years
God gives to thee.

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Sonnet 68: Stella, The Only Planet

© Sir Philip Sidney

Stella, the only planet of my light,
Light of my life, and life of my desire,
Chief good, whereto my hope doth only aspire,
World of my wealth, and heav'n of my delight:

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The Dugannon Convention

© Thomas Osborne Davis

I.

The church of Dungannon is full to the door,

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Easter

© Edgar Albert Guest

OUT of the darkness and shadow of death,

Out of the anguish that wells from the tomb,

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Translation From Alfred De Musset’s Ode To Malibran

© Frances Anne Kemble

O Maria Felicia! the Painter and Bard,

  Behind them in dying leave undying heirs,