Life poems

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Holy Ghost! Dispel Our Sadness

© Augustus Montague Toplady

Holy Ghost! dispel our sadness;
Pierce the clouds of nature's night.
Come, Thou source of joy and gladness,
Breathe Thy life, and spread Thy light.

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If I To You But Sorry Bring

© Alfred Austin

If I to you but sorrow bring,

But aching hours and brackish tears,

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The Age Of Ink

© Edgar Albert Guest

Swiftly the changes come. Each day

Sees some lost beauty blown away

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The Ghost's Story

© Duncan Campbell Scott

All my life long I heard the step
  Of some one I would know,
Break softly in upon my days
  And lightly come and go.

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Thou Dost Not Know

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Thou dost not know it! but to hear
One word of praise from thee,
There is no pain I would not bear,
No task too great for me.

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Sea-Shells

© Edith Nesbit

I gathered shells upon the sand,

Each shell a little perfect thing,

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Requiescat

© Oscar Wilde

TREAD lightly, she is near
  Under the snow,
  Speak gently, she can hear
  The daisies grow.

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Metamorphoses: Book The Thirteenth

© Ovid

  The End of the Thirteenth Book.


 Translated into English verse under the direction of
 Sir Samuel Garth by John Dryden, Alexander Pope, Joseph Addison,
 William Congreve and other eminent hands

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Sililoquy On Death

© James Shirley

I have not lived

After the rate to fear another world.

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A Little Dog

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

"And why are you abusing God, and praising
With mock effacement
And false abasement
Your own heart's kindness, deeming it amazing
That you should do this duty for my sake,

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To The Right Honble. The Lady Dowager Torrington,

© Mary Barber

When you command, the Muse obeys,
Proud to present her humble Lays.
Of writing I'll no more repent,
Nor think my Time unwisely spent;
If Verse the Happiness procures
Of pleasing such a Soul as yours.

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Song of the Driftweed

© Jessie Mackay

HERE’S to the home that was never, never ours!  


Toast it full and fairly when the winter lowers.  

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Pharsalia - Book VI: The Fight Near Dyrhachium. Scaeva's Exploits. The Witch Of Thessalia.

© Marcus Annaeus Lucanus

Now that the chiefs with minds intent on fight

Had drawn their armies near upon the hills

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Vision

© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

   I have not walked on common ground,
   Nor drunk of earthly streams;
   A shining figure, mailed and crowned,
   Moves softly through my dreams.

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Other’s Successes

© Edgar Albert Guest

CAN you go to another who wins in the fight

And give him a hand-shake that "s true?

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Orlando Furioso Canto 14

© Ludovico Ariosto

ARGUMENT

Two squadrons lack of those which muster under

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The Runaways/ Les Effares

© Arthur Rimbaud

Dark against the snow and fog,
At the big lit-up vent,
Their butts in a huddle,
Five urchins, kneeling - wretched! -
Watch the baker making
Loaves of heavy blond bread.

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The Ant

© Richard Lovelace

Forbear, thou great good husband, little ant;
A little respite from thy flood of sweat!
Thou, thine own horse and cart under this plant,
Thy spacious tent, fan thy prodigious heat;
Down with thy double load of that one grain!
It is a granarie for all thy train.

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Safe Conduct

© Edgar Albert Guest

There isn't any danger in the kindly things you say,
There isn't any sorrow in the fine and manly deed,
No deep regret awaits you at the ending of the day,
There's always joy in knowing that you've played the friend in need.