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Remember Him, Whom Passion's Power

© George Gordon Byron

Remember him, whom Passion's power
Severely--deeply--vainly proved:
Remember thou that dangerous hour,
When neither fell, though both were loved.

When love delays, when love delays and Joy
Steals a strange shadow o'er the happy hills,
And Hope smiles from To-morrow, nor fulfills
One promise of To-day, thy sight would cloy
This soul with loved despair
By seeing thee so fair.

The Crucible Of Life

© Edgar Albert Guest

Sunshine and shadow, blue sky and gray,
Laughter and tears as we tread on our way;
Hearts that are heavy, then hearts that are light,
Eyes that are misty and eyes that are bright;
Losses and gains in the heat of the strife,
Each in proportion to round out his life.

The Latest Chinese Outrage

© Francis Bret Harte

It was noon by the sun; we had finished our game,

And was passin' remarks goin' back to our claim;

The Village Atheist

© Edgar Lee Masters

Ye young debaters over the doctrine
Of the soul's immortality
I who lie here was the village atheist,
Talkative, contentious, versed in the arguments

To Edward Noel Long, Esq.

© George Gordon Byron

'Nil ego contulerim jucundo sanus amico.'~Horace.

Dear Long, in this sequester'd scene,
While all around in slumber lie,

Pansy: Song-Words.

© Arthur Henry Adams

IN a crooked angle
Of a garden bower,
'Neath a weedy tangle
Grew a modest flower;

Hope

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

DE dog go howlin' 'long de road,

De night come shiverin' down;

A Comrade

© Augusta Davies Webster

"I AM Joy," she said; but her voice was low,

Too low for laughter;

Grand Is The Leisure Of The Earth

© Jean Ingelow

Grand is the leisure of the earth;

She gives her happy myriads birth,

The Widow Of Crescentius : Part I.

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

'Midst Tivoli's luxuriant glades,

Bright-foaming falls, and olive shades,

Silence

© Edgar Lee Masters

I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea,
And the silence of the city when it pauses,
And the silence of a man and a maid,
And the silence of the sick

Lucinda Matlock

© Edgar Lee Masters

I went to the dances at Chandlerville,
And played snap-out at Winchester.
One time we changed partners,
Driving home in the midnight of middle June,

At The Gate

© Edith Nesbit

THE monastery towers, as pure and fair

As virgin vows, reached up white hands to Heaven;

Rain In My Heart

There is a quiet in my heart
Like on who rests from days of pain.
Outside, the sparrows on the roof
Are chirping in the dripping rain.

Judson Stoddard

On a mountain top above the clouds
That streamed like a sea below me
I said that peak is the thought of Budda,
And that one is the prayer of Jesus,

Jonah

Thus sung the kingsome angel reach a bough
From Eden's tree to crown the wisest brow;
And now thou fairest garden ever made,
Broad banks of spices, blossom'd walks of shade,
O Lebanon! where much I love to dwell,
Since I must leave thee Lebanon, farewel!

Two Wishes XI

In the silence of the night Death descended from God toward the earth

The Schoolhouse On The Plain

On the geodetic line, where the parish boundaries join
At a level and interminable lane
You can see it there, alone, standing calmly on its own,
Like an iceberg in a solitary main.
It's a topographic base, and each near or distant place
Is located from the Schoolhouse on the Plain.