Life poems

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For He Was Scotch, and So Was She

© Jean Blewett

THEY were a couple well content
With what they earned and what they spent,
Cared not a whit for style's decree–
For he was Scotch, and so was she.

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Sonnet LV: Stillborn Love

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The hour which might have been yet might not be,

Which man's and woman's heart conceived and bore

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A Rejected Lover

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

You "never loved me," Ada. These slow words
Dropped softly from your gentle woman-tongue
Out of your true and kindly woman-heart,
Fell, piercing into mine like very swords

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If It Should Come To Be

© William Ernest Henley

If it should come to be,
This proof of you and me,
This type and sign
Of hours that smiled and shone,
And yet seemed dead and gone
As old-world wine:

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The Coronation Of Inez De Castro

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

There was music on the midnight;

From a royal fane it roll'd,

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Amor Mysticus

© John Hay

Let them say to my Lover
  That here I lie!
The thing of His pleasure,
  His slave am I.

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The Little Woman

© Edgar Albert Guest

The little woman, to her I bow

  And doff my hat as I pass her by;

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The Vision Of Sir Launfal

© James Russell Lowell

Sir Launfal awoke, as from a swound:-
"The Grail in my castle here is found!
Hang my idle armor up on the wall,
Let it be the spider's banquet-hall;
He must be fenced with stronger mail
Who would seek and find the Holy Grail."

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Pan Beniowski - Final Part Of Canto Five

© Juliusz Slowacki

Surging like a vast current of salmon or sheatfish,

Coiling up and down like an iron serpent

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Chorus of the Dead

© Giacomo Leopardi

And all returns to Thee, alone eternal,

And all Thee returning.

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To The Dead Cardinal Of Westminster

© Francis Thompson

I will not perturbate
Thy Paradisal state
With praise
Of thy dead days;

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The Elopement

© Thomas Hardy

'A woman never agreed to it!' said my knowing friend to me.
'That one thing she'd refuse to do for Solomon's mines in fee:
No woman ever will make herself look older than she is.'
I did not answer; but I thought, 'You err there, ancient Quiz.'

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The House Of Judgement

© Oscar Wilde

And God said to the Man, 'Thy life hath been evil, and the Beauty I
have shown thou hast sought for, and the Good I have hidden thou
didst pass by. The walls of thy chamber were painted with images,

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The Sin Of Omission

© Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

It isn't the thing you do, dear,

It's the thing you leave undone

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Adieu

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

WAVING whispering trees,

What do you say to the breeze

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Yesterday And To-Morrow

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

YESTERDAY I held your hand,

Reverently I pressed it,

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The Poem Of Imru al Qays

© Imru al Qays Ibn Hujr


I said to the wolf, "You gather as little wealth, as little prosperity as I.
What either of us gains he gives away. So do we remain thin."

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Petrarch to Laura

© Mary Darby Robinson

"Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state,
"How often must it love, how often hate,
"How often hope, despair, resent, regret,
"Conceal, disdain, do all things, but forget."

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Out Of The Silence

© George Essex Evans

And as beneath the viewless angel’s wing
  Bethesda’s pool was stirred,
My heart is troubled by the mystic word
Of one who through my soul and lips would sing.