Hope poems
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The Combat. By Etty
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
THEY fled,--for there was for the brave
Left only a dishonour'd grave.
The New World
© Robert Laurence Binyon
To the People of the United States
Now is the time of the splendour of Youth and Death.
To A Gentleman
© Mary Barber
I hope, Sir, by this you have found your Account,
In visiting Airy, and seeing his Mount:
If Froth can delight you, you're wonderous happy;
And we know it gives Joy on a Bottle of Nappy.
Earths Moments Of Gloom
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Liftlift up thy sinking heart, pilgrim of life!
A sure spell there is for thy spirits sad strife;
Tis not to be found in the well-springs of earth,
Oh! no, tis of higher and holier birth.
A Poem. For the AMA at New York, 1853
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
FOR THE MEETING OF THE AMERICAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATION
AT NEW YORK, MAY 5, 1853
The Duellist - Book I
© Charles Churchill
The clock struck twelve; o'er half the globe
Darkness had spread her pitchy robe:
Pauline Pavlovna
© Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Ah! your heart said that?
You trust your heart, then! 'T is a serious risk!-
How is it you and others wear no mask?
HE.
The Moralizer Corrected. A Tale
© William Cowper
A hermit (or if chance you hold
That title now too trite and old),
Because Thou Art Nearest
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Because thou art nearest
To the mystery of the fire
That is Earth's and the soul's
And the body's desire,
The Three Bells
© John Greenleaf Whittier
BENEATH the low-hung night cloud
That raked her splintering mast
The good ship settled slowly,
The cruel leak gained fast.
Lines To A Friend Visiting America
© George Meredith
Now farewell to you! you are
One of my dearest, whom I trust:
Now follow you the Western star,
And cast the old world off as dust.
Sonnet 21: Your Words, My Friend
© Sir Philip Sidney
Your words, my friend, (right healthful caustics) blame
My young mind marr'd, whom Love doth windlass so,
That mine own writings like bad servants show
My wits, quick in vain thoughts, in virtue lame;
The Ark
© Jones Very
There is no change of time and place with Thee;
Where'er I go, with me 'tis still the same;
A Tryst
© Celia Thaxter
From out the desolation of the North
An iceberg took it away,
From its detaining comrades breaking forth,
And traveling night and day.
The Borough. Letter X: Clubs And Social Meetings
© George Crabbe
Next is the Club, where to their friends in town
Our country neighbours once a month come down;
We term it Free-and-Easy, and yet we
Find it no easy matter to be free:
E'en in our small assembly, friends among,
Are minds perverse, there's something will be
He's Taken Out His Papers
© Edgar Albert Guest
He's taken out his papers, an' he's just like you an' me.
He's sworn to love the Stars and Stripes an' die for it, says he.
An' he's done with dukes an' princes, an' he's done with kings an' queens,
An' he's pledged himself to freedom, for he knows what freedom means.
The Highway To Fame
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
In every man this world doth hold
Two selves are cast in that human mould.
If he hearken but to the voice of one,
Then heaven is his when his work is done;
But if to the other his ear doth turn,
Despair in his heart shall for ever burn.
Love And Death
© Giacomo Leopardi
Children of Fate, in the same breath
Created were they, Love and Death.
