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Ode To Happiness

© James Russell Lowell

Spirit, that rarely comest now

And only to contrast my gloom,

Seven men from all the world back to Docks again,
Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road drunk and raising Cain:
Give the girls another drink 'fore we sign away -
We that took the BOLIVAR out across the Bay!

Faqirana Aye Sada Kar chale ( With English Translation)

© Meer Taqi Meer

faqirana aye sada kar chale

miyan khush raho ham dua kar chale

Pathetic Way Of Getting Over Me

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Oh if you read in the papers that she's been seen
A gettin' in an out of some millionare's long custom made limousine
She may fool you with her smile but I can see
That's just her poor hopeless heartless helpless pathetic way of gettin' over me

Christmas Creek

© Henry Kendall

Phantom streams were in the distance - mocking lights of lake and pool -

Ghosts of trees of soft green lustre - groves of shadows deep and cool!

The Angel In The House. Book I. The Prologue.

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore

V.
His purpose with performance crown'd,
He to his well-pleased Wife rehears'd,
When next their Wedding-Day came round,
His leisure's labour, Book the First.

The Unknown Eros

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore

Proem

Many speak wisely, some inerrably:

The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part I: To Manon: XIV

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

HE HAS FALLEN FROM THE HEIGHT OF HIS LOVE
Love, how ignobly hast thou met thy doom!
Ill--seasoned scaffolding by which, full--fraught
With passionate youth and mighty hopes, we clomb

The Sinner and The Spider

© John Bunyan

Not filthy as thyself in name or feature.
My name entailed is to my creation,
My features from the God of thy salvation.

Flutter, Little Bird

© George Ade

Flutter, little bird and keep on trying,
By and by you will be flying;
You can do it, take my word,
Keep on fluttering, little bird.

The Snow-Drop

© Henry James Pye

Hail earliest of the opening flowers!

Fair Harbinger of vernal hours!

The Knitting Song

© Jessie Pope

Click -- click -- click,
How they dart and flick,
Flashing in the firelight to and fro!
Now for purl and plain,
Round and round again,
Knitting love and luck in every row.

The Pastime of Pleasure: Of dysposycyon the II. parte of rethoryke - (til line 3017)

© Stephen Hawes

How la bell pucell graunted Graunde Amoure loue / and of her dyspytous departyoge. Ca. xix.
2241 Your wo & payne / & all your languysshynge
2242 Contynually / ye shall not spende in vayne
2243 Sythen I am cause / of your grete mornynge