Life poems

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A Valentine

© Edgar Albert Guest

YOUR cheeks are pinker than the rose,

Your eyes are bluer than the skies;

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Epitaph

© Johan Herman Wessel

I, the late Owe Gierløv Meyer,

Did stupid things my life entire,

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First Snow, Kerhonkson

© Diane di Prima

for Alan


This, then, is the gift the world has given me

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April Rain

© Mathilde Blind

 The April rain, the April rain,

Comes slanting down in fitful showers,

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The Vanguard [1]

© Henry Lawson

Let the Jingo in his blindness cant and cackle as he will;
But across the path from Asia run the Russian trenches still!
And the sahib in his rickshaw may loll back and smoke at ease,
While the haggard, ragged heroes man the battered batteries.

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The Forgers

© Duncan Campbell Scott

IN the smithy it began:

Let's make something for a man!

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The Progress of Poesy: A Pindaric Ode

© Thomas Gray

I.1.

 Awake, Æolian lyre, awake,

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[Deeply repentant of my sinful ways]

© Gaspara Stampa

Deeply repentant of my sinful ways

And of my trivial, manifold desires,

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Nuns of the Perpetual Adoration

© Ernest Christopher Dowson

Calm, sad, secure; behind high convent walls,
  These watch the sacred lamp, these watch and pray:
And it is one with them when evening falls,
  And one with them the cold return of day.

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Human Life, On The Denial Of Immortality

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

If dead, we cease to be; if total gloom
  Swallow up life's brief flash for aye, we fare
As summer-gusts, of sudden birth and doom,
  Whose sound and motion not alone declare,

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The Passing Show

© Ambrose Bierce

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I know not if it was a dream. I viewed
A city where the restless multitude,
Between the eastern and the western deep
Had reared gigantic fabrics, strong and rude.

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The Lost Pilot

© James Tate

for my father, 1922-1944
Your face did not rot
like the others—the co-pilot, 
for example, I saw him

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Poems

© Anselm Hollo

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thou hast made me known to friends whom I knew not. Thou hast given me seats in homes not my own. Thou hast brought the distant near and made a brother of the stranger. I am uneasy at heart when I have to leave my accustomed shelter; I forgot that there abides the old in the new, and that there also thou abidest.
Through birth and death, in this world or in others, wherever thou leadest me it is thou, the same, the one companion of my endless life who ever linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar. When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may never lose the bliss of the touch of the One in the play of the many.
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The Three Graves. A Fragment Of A Sexton's Tale

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The grapes upon the Vicar's wall
Were ripe as ripe could be;
And yellow leaves in sun and wind
Were falling from the tree.

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The Meeting

© Arthur Chapman

When walkin’ down a city street,

  Two thousand miles from home,

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Lux In Tenebris

© George Essex Evans

So set they discord in the sweetest singing,
  And a sharp thorn about the fairest rose;
And doubt around the cross where faith was clinging,
  And fear to haunt the regions of repose;
And dimmed men’s eyes, so that they should not see,
Like Gods, the vistas of futurity.

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The Universal Prayer

© Alexander Pope

Father of all! in every age,
  In every clime adored,
By saint, by savage, and by sage,
  Jehovah, Jove, or Lord!

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The Peasant Girl Of The Rhone

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

There is but one place in the world:
–Thither where he lies buried!
  Anon

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The Lucky Man

© Edgar Albert Guest

Luck had a favor to bestow

And wondered where to let it go.

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Death Song

© John Webster

Hark, now everything is still;

The screech-owl and the whistler shrill