Poems begining by I
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I.--Life
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
SUFFERING! and yet majestical in pain;
Mysterious! yet, like spring-showers in the sun,
Veiling the light with their melodious rain,
Life is a warp of gloom and glory spun;
Incription to Milton
© John Greenleaf Whittier
The new world honors him whose lofty plea
For England's freedom made her own more sure,
Whose song, immortal as its theme, shall be
Their common freehold while both worlds endure.
In Memoriam A. H. H.: Preface
© Alfred Tennyson
Thou seemest human and divine,
The highest, holiest manhood, thou.
Our wills are ours, we know not how,
Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
Ishmonie
© Edward Booth Loughran
The traveller tells how, in that ancient clime
Whose mystic monuments and ruins hoar
In War-Time A Psalm Of The Heart
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
Scourge us as Thou wilt, oh Lord God of Hosts;
Deal with us, Lord, according to our transgressions;
But give us Victory!
Victory, victory! oh, Lord, victory!
Oh, Lord, victory! Lord, Lord, victory!
Imitation of a Welsh Poem
© Padraic Colum
AND that was when the chevaldour
Through the whole of night
Sang, for the moon of mid-July
Made the hillside bright.
In France
© Francis Ledwidge
The silence of maternal hills
Is round me in my evening dreams ;
And round me music-making bills
And mingling waves of pastoral streams.
If The Moon Came From Heaven
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
If the moon came from heaven,
Talking all the way,
I've roamed the wide world over,
© Alaric Alexander Watts
I've roamed the wide world over,
From Indus to the Pole;
Influence of Natural Objects
© William Wordsworth
In Calling Forth and Strengthening the Imagination
in Boyhood and Early Youth
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 07
© Conrad Aiken
The day opens with the brown light of snowfall
And past the window snowflakes fall and fall.
Islet The Dachs
© George Meredith
Our Islet out of Helgoland, dismissed
From his quaint tenement, quits hates and loves.
There lived with us a wagging humourist
In that hound's arch dwarf-legged on boxing-gloves.
I Yearn For A Tranquil Moment
© Sugawara Takesue no Musume
I yearn for a tranquil moment
To be out upon the sea of harmony,
In that enchanted boat.
Oh, boatman, do you know my heart?
I, Being Born A Woman And Distressed
© Edna St. Vincent Millay
I, being born a woman and distressed
By all the needs and notions of my kind,
In Response
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
SUCH kindness! the scowl of a cynic would soften,
His pulse beat its way to some eloquent words,
Alas! my poor accents have echoed too often,
Like that Pinafore music you've some of you heard.
Indian Summer
© Archibald Lampman
The old grey year is near his term in sooth,
And now with backward eye and soft-laid palm
In Biddy's Cheeks Ye Roses Blow
© Thomas Parnell
In Biddy's Cheeks ye roses blow
In Cattys nose they rise
