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The Columbiad: Book II

© Joel Barlow

High o'er his world as thus Columbus gazed,
And Hesper still the changing scene emblazed,
Round all the realms increasing lustre flew,
And raised new wonders to the Patriarch's view.

On A Picture

© Jean Ingelow

As a forlorn soul waiting by the Styx
Dimly expectant of lands yet more dim,
Might peer afraid where shadows change and mix
Till the dark ferryman shall come for him.

Libera Me

© Ernest Christopher Dowson

Goddess the laughter-loving, Aphrodite, befriend!
Long have I served thine altars, serve me now at the end,
Let me have peace of thee, truce of thee, golden one, send.

Life (priest and poet say) is but a dream;
I wish no happier one than to be laid
Beneath some cool syringa's scented shade
Or wavy willow, by the running stream,
Brimful of Moral, where the Dragon Fly
Wanders as careless and content as I.

A Litany in Time of Plague

© Thomas Nashe

Adieu, farewell, earth's bliss;

This world uncertain is;

The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LVII

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

ON A LOST OPPORTUNITY
We might, if you had willed, have conquered Heaven.
Once only in our lives before the gate
Of Paradise we stood, one fortunate even,

The Last Walk In Autumn

© John Greenleaf Whittier

I.

O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched hands

The Complaint Of The Goddess Of The Glaciers To Doctor Darwin

© Helen Maria Williams

WHILE o'er the Alpine cliffs I musing stray'd,
And gaz'd on nature, in her charms severe,
The last soft beam of parting day display'd
The Glacier-Goddess, on her crystal sphere.

Wisdom.

© Robert Crawford

There are some things in life are very poor,
And some unpriceable: our wisdom is
To know our rubbish and our riches here;
To, as it were, sort out ourselves, and blow
The world's dust off the jewels that we have,
Revealing them.

Sestet

© Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Wouldst thou know the knightly clash of steel on steel?
Or list the throstle singing loud and clear?
Or walk at twilight by some haunted mere
In Surrey; or in throbbing London feel
Life's pulse at highest-hark, the minster's peal! . . .
Turn but the page, that various world is here!

The Farmer's Boy - Winter

© Robert Bloomfield

If now in beaded rows drops deck the spray,
While _Phoebus_ grants a momentary ray,
Let but a cloud's broad shadow intervene,
And stiffen'd into gems the drops are seen;
And down the furrow'd oak's broad southern side
Streams of dissolving rime no longer glide.

What Flavour?

© Franklin Pierce Adams

Worthy of flowers and syrups sweet,
O fountain of Bandusian onyx,
Tomorrow shall a goatling's bleat
Mix with the sizz of thy carbonics.

The Kalevala - Rune XVII

© Elias Lönnrot

WAINAMOINEN FINDS THE LOST-WORD.

Evangeline: Part The Second. V.

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow,
All the aching of heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing,
All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience!
And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom,
Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, "Father, I thank thee!"

Sunrise

© Emma Lazarus

Weep for the martyr! Strew his bier

With the last roses of the year;

The Earth

© Jones Very

I would lie low, the ground on which men tread,

Swept by Thy spirit like the wind of heaven;

Life Is A Dream - Act I

THIS TRANSLATION
INTO ENGLISH IMITATIVE VERSE
OF
CALDERON'S MOST FAMOUS DRAMA,

Belshazzar. A Sacred Drama

© Hannah More

Persons of the Drama :--
Belshazzar, King of Babylon.
Nitocris, the Queen-Mother.
Courtiers, Astrologers, Parasites.
Daniel, the Jewish Prophet.
Captive Jews, &c. &c.