Life poems

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Genesis BK XVI

© Caedmon

(ll. 918-924) And unto Eve God spake in wrath: "Turn thee from
joy!  Thou shalt live under man's dominion, sore smitten with
fear before him.  With bitter sorrow shalt thou expiate thy sin,
waiting for death, bringing forth sons and daughters in the world
with grief and tears and lamentation."

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Don Juan: Canto The Twelfth

© George Gordon Byron

Of all the barbarous middle ages, that

Which is most barbarous is the middle age

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The Parting Song

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

THE noon of summer sheds its ray
On Harvard's holy ground;
The Matron calls, the sons obey,
And gather smiling round.

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Ode To Joy

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Chorus.
Be embrac’d, ye millions yonder!
Take this kiss throughout the world!
Brothers—o’er the stars unfurl’d
Must reside a loving Father.}

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Thoughts on Imputed Righteousness - Occasioned by Reading Theron and Aspasio : Part IV.

© John Byrom

What num'rous texts from Paul, from ev'ry saint,

Might furnish our citations, did we want?

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At The Back Of The Brain.

© Robert Crawford

At the back of the brain a picture lies
Of all we have been and done,
And ever and then a color flames
In the shadow of thought's sun.

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My Room

© George MacDonald

But when, sinking slow, the sun
Leaves the glowing curtain dun,
I, of prophet-insight reft,
Shall be dull and dreamless left;
I must hasten proof on proof,
Weaving in the warp my woof!

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Paulo Purganti And His Wife: An Honest, But A Simple Pair

© Matthew Prior

On marry'd Men, that dare be bad,
She thought no Mercy should be had;
They should be hang'd, or starv'd, or flead,
Or serv'd like Romish Priests in Swede.-
In short, all Lewdness She defy'd:
And stiff was her Parochial Pride.

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The Kalevala - Rune III

© Elias Lönnrot

WAINAMOINEN AND YOUKAHAINEN.


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May-Day, 1837

© Caroline Norton

I.
MAY-DAY is come!--While yet the unwillng Spring
Checks with capricious frown the opening year,
Onward, where bleak winds have been whispering,

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Tale XII

© George Crabbe

'SQUIRE THOMAS; OR THE PRECIPITATE CHOICE.

'Squire Thomas flatter'd long a wealthy Aunt,

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Recollections

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

Ah! summer time, sweet summer scene,
When all the golden days,
Linked hand-in-hand, like moonlit fays,
Danced o'er the deepening green.

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Part of an Irregular Fragment

© Helen Maria Williams

I.

 Rise, winds of night! relentless tempests, rise!

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The Borough. Letter XXIV: Schools

© George Crabbe

pride, -
Their room, the sty in which th' assembly meet,
In the close lane behind the Northgate-street;
T'observe his vain attempts to keep the peace,
Till tolls the bell, and strife and troubles cease,

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An Altar-Flame

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

EVEN as when utter summer makes the grain

Bow heavily along through the whole land

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Maui Victor

© Johannes Carl Andersen

Unhewn in quarry lay the Parian stone,


  Ere hands, god-guided, of Praxiteles

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The American Flag

© Joseph Rodman Drake

I.

WHEN Freedom from her mountain height

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The Kalevala - Rune XIX

© Elias Lönnrot

ILMARINEN'S WOOING.


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Celestial Heights

© Alfred Austin

Hail! steep ascents and winding ways,
Glimmering through melting morning haze,
Hail! mountain herd-bells chiming clear!
Hail! meads and cherry-orchards green,
And hail, thrice hail! thou golden mean,
The châlet's simple cheer!

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Sonnet XXXVIII: The Morrow's Message

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

“Thou Ghost,” I said, “and is thy name To-day?—

Yesterday's son, with such an abject brow!—