Poems begining by I
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I reckonwhen I count it all
© Emily Dickinson
I reckonwhen I count it all
FirstPoetsThen the Sun
Then SummerThen the Heaven of God
And thenthe List is done
Idyll XXII. The Sons of Leda
© Theocritus
He spoke, and clutched a hollow shell, and blew
His clarion. Straightway to the shadowy pine
Clustering they came, as loud it pealed and long,
Bebrycia's bearded sons; and Castor too,
The peerless in the lists, went forth and called
From the Magnesian ship the Heroes all.
Item
© Richard Lovelace
Ictu non potuit primo Cato solvere vitam;
Defecit tanto vulnere victa manus:
Altius inseruit digitos, qua spiritus ingens
Exiret, magnum dextera fecit iter.
Opposuit fortuna moram, involvitque, Catonis
Scires ut ferro plus valuisse manum.
It's Not Going To Happen Again
© Rupert Brooke
I have known the most dear that is granted us here,
More supreme than the gods know above,
If I Had Known You
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
If I had known you--oh, if I had known you!
In other days when youth and love were strong,
I would have raised a temple to enthrone you
On some fair pinnacle of cloudless song.
I Ken Something
© George MacDonald
What gars ye sing sae, birdie,
As gien ye war lord o' the lift?
On breid ye're an unco sma' lairdie,
But in hicht ye've a kingly gift!
I Am Here, And You
© Robert Laurence Binyon
I am here, and you;
The sun blesses us through
Leaves made of light.
The air is in your hair;
You hold a flower.
Isolation
© Edward Booth Loughran
Man lives alone; star-like, each soul
In its own orbit circles ever;
Myriads may by or round it roll -
The ways may meet, but mingle never.
Ice, Eden
© Paul Celan
There is a Land thats Lost,
Moon waxes in its Reeds,
and all thats turned to frost
with us, burns there and sees.
Imitation Of Lines
© Helen Maria Williams
ADDRESSED BY M. D----, A YOUNG MAN OF TWENTY-
FOUR YEARS OF AGE, THE NIGHT BEFORE HIS
EXECUTION, TO A YOUNG LADY TO WHOM
HE WAS ENGAGED.--1794.
"I have three loves who are all most dear"
© Lesbia Harford
I have three loves who are all most dear.
Each one has cost me many a tear.
The one who is dead yet lives in me.
I were too poor had I less than three.
In The Garden I: The Garden
© Edward Dowden
PAST the town's clamour is a garden full
Of loneness and old greenery; at noon
I Am Vertical
© Sylvia Plath
But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the soil
Inscribed To The Pathetic Memory Of The Poet Henry Timrod
© Madison Julius Cawein
_Long are the days, and three times long the nights.
The weary hours are a heavy chain
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 126.
© Alfred Tennyson
Love is and was my Lord and King,
And in his presence I attend
I Have Lived and I Have Loved
© Charles Mackay
I have lived and I have loved;
I have waked and I have slept;
I have sung and I have danced;
I have smiled and I have wept;
If All Were Rain And Never Sun
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
If all were rain and never sun,
No bow could span the hill;
If all were sun and never rain,
Thered be no rainbow still.
In The Harbour: Becalmed
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Becalmed upon the sea of Thought,
Still unattained the land it sought,
My mind, with loosely-hanging sails,
Lies waiting the auspicious gales.
In Memorium : Adam Lindsay Gordon
© Henry Kendall
AT rest! Hard by the margin of that sea
Whose sounds are mingled with his noble verse,
