Life poems
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The Message Of The March Wind
© William Morris
Fair now is the springtide, now earth lies beholding
With the eyes of a lover, the face of the sun;
Long lasteth the daylight, and hope is enfolding
The green-growing acres with increase begun.
When I was Young and Ignorant
© Patrick Barrington
When I was young and ignorant I loved a Miss McDougall,
Our days were spent in happiness, although our means were frugal;
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 04 - part 04
© Torquato Tasso
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"Three times the shape of my dear mother came,
Reciprocity
© George MacDonald
Her mother, Elfie older grown,
One evening, for adieu,
Said, "You'll not mind being left alone,
For God takes care of you!"
The Rosciad
© Charles Churchill
Unknowing and unknown, the hardy Muse
Boldly defies all mean and partial views;
With honest freedom plays the critic's part,
And praises, as she censures, from the heart.
Sonnet LXIII: Inclusiveness
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
The changing guests, each in a different mood,
Sit at the roadside table and arise:
Lamia. Part II
© John Keats
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,
IsLove, forgive us!cinders, ashes, dust;
My Father Holds the Door for Yoko Ono by Christopher Chambers: American Life in Poetry #88 Ted Koose
© Ted Kooser
This wistful poem shows how the familiar and the odd, the real and imaginary, exist side by side. A Midwestern father transforms himself from a staid businessman into a rock-n-roll star, reclaiming a piece of his imaginary youth. In the end, it shows how fragile moments might be recovered to offer a glimpse into our inner lives.
Innocence
© Patrick Kavanagh
But now I am back in her briary arms
The dew of an Indian Summer lies
On bleached potato-stalks
What age am I?
Hamlet
© Boris Pasternak
The murmurs ebb; onto the stage I enter.
I am trying, standing in the door,
To discover in the distant echoes
What the coming years may hold in store.
La Maison DOr
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
FROM this fair home behold on either side
The restful mountains or the restless sea
So the warm sheltering walls of life divide
Time and its tides from still eternity.
Soldier, Wake
© Sir Walter Scott
Soldier, wake - the day is peeping,
Honour ne'er was won in sleeping,
Prayer Before Birth
© Louis MacNeice
I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
club-footed ghoul come near me.
The Song of The Little Baltung: A.D. 395
© Charles Kingsley
A harper came over the Danube so wide,
And he came into Alaric's hall,
And he sang the song of the little Baltung
To him and his heroes all.
To Her Grace The Dutchess Of Portland
© Mary Barber
'Tis theirs, who but to please aspire,
On Fiction to employ the Lyre;
Make Gods and Goddesses display
The Splendor of the Nuptial Day.
