Life poems
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Heart's-Ease
© Mathilde Blind
Thou art to me-a comfort past compare-
For thy joy-kindling presence, sweet as May,
Sets all my nerves to music, makes away
With sorrow and the numbing frost of care,
Until the influence of thine eyes' bright sway
Has made life's glass go up from foul to fair.
Ode VI: Hymn To Cheerfulness
© Mark Akenside
Friend to the Muse and all her train,
For thee i court the Muse again:
The Muse for thee may well exert
Her pomp, her charms, her fondest art,
Who owes to thee that pleasing sway
Which earth and peopled heaven obey.
Always Saying "Don't!"
© Edgar Albert Guest
Folks are queer as they can be,
Always sayin' "don't" to me;
Art
© Washington Allston
O Art, high gift of Heaven! how oft defamed
When seeming praised! To most a craft that fits,
One and Oneare One
© Emily Dickinson
One and Oneare One
Twobe finished using
Well enough for Schools
But for Minor Choosing
Dreaming In The Trenches
© William Gordon McCabe
I picture her there in the quaint old room,
Where the fading fire-light starts and falls,
Alone in the twilight's tender gloom
With the shadows that dance on the dim-lit walls.
The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 7
© Publius Vergilius Maro
AND thou, O matron of immortal fame,
Here dying, to the shore hast left thy name;
The Setting Of The Moon
© Giacomo Leopardi
As, in the lonely night,
Above the silvered fields and streams
Blessings On Children
© William Gilmore Simms
Blessings on the blessing children, sweetest gifts of Heaven to earth,
Filling all the heart with gladness, filling all the house with mirth;
Don Juan: Canto The Second
© George Gordon Byron
Oh ye! who teach the ingenuous youth of nations,
Holland, France, England, Germany, or Spain,
Sonnet XCVIII: He and I
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Whence came his feet into my field, and why?
How is it that he sees it all so drear?
Italy : 41. An Adventure
© Samuel Rogers
Three days they lay in ambush at my gate,
Then sprung and led me captive. Many a wild
We traversed; but Rusconi, 'twas no less,
Marched by my side, and, when I thirsted, climbed
Ich Hatt' Einen Kameraden (I Had A Comrade)
© Johann Ludwig Uhland
Ich hatt' einen Kameraden,
Einen bessern findst du nit.
Die Trommel schlug zum Streite,
Er ging an meiner Seite
In gleichem Schritt und Tritt.
Beloved
© Govinda Krishna Chettur
You are the Rose of me,
In you have I lost myself utterly,
Your fragrance, as a breath from Paradise,
About me ever lies;
I crush you to my heart with subtlest ecstasy
And on your lips I live, and in your passionate eyes.
My Heritage
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
I into life so full of love was sent
That all the shadows which fall on the way
Of every human being could not stay,
But fled before the light my spirit lent.
Written At Sea
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
What is my quarrel with thee, beautiful sea,
That thus I cannot love thy waves or thee,
Or hear thy voice but it tormenteth me?
Invocation
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
I called on dreams and visions, to disclose
That which is veil'd from waking thought; conjured
Eternity, as men constrain a ghost
To appear and answer. ~ WORDSWORTH.
Florence
© Alfred Austin
City acclaimed from far-off days
Fair, and baptized in field of flowers,
Once more I scan, with eager gaze,
Your soaring domes, your storied towers.
The Mothers Last Watch
© Caroline Norton
Written on the occasion of the death of the infant daughter of Her Grace the Duchess of Sutherland.
I.
HARK, through the proudly decorated halls,
How strangely sounds the voice of bitter woe,
