Life poems

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Autumn Wealth

© Kristijonas Donelaitis

Of course, there is no lack of faithful Christians ,too.
Most of Lithuanians are men of good character;
They love their families, obey the will of God.
Each day live saintly lives, steer clear of all misdeeds,
And rule their modest homes with kind parental care.

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Sonnet IV.

© Christopher Pearse Cranch

FRIEND, dear as Memory's joys! of life that 's past
A part, and part of better life to come,
If life to come there be, in some dear home
Beyond the rigid clouds that overcast

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Swan Song

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

We are not sure of sorrow,

And joy was never sure;

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The Knight's Leap: A Legend of Altenar

© Charles Kingsley

'So the foemen have fired the gate, men of mine;
And the water is spent and gone?
Then bring me a cup of the red Ahr-wine:
I never shall drink but this one.

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Thomas Carlyle

© Dorothy Parker

Carlyle combined the lit'ry life
With throwing teacups at his wife,
Remarking, rather testily,
"Oh, stop your dodging, Mrs. C.!"

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A Catholic To His Ulster Brother

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

Is there no bond of blood to you, my brother?

Who have called her ours, the ancient Mother,

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By A Norfolk Broad

© Ada Cambridge

One hour ago the crimson sun, that seemed so long a-drowning, sank.
The summer day is all but done. Our boat is moored beneath the bank.
I bask in peace, content, replete-my faithful comrade at my feet.

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Thoughts Of A Soldier

© Edgar Albert Guest

Since men with life must purchase life

  And some must die that more may live,

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The Themes

© Millosh Gjergj Nikolla

On the pallid faces of fallen women
Loitering in doorways to sell themselves,
On their faces a tragic poem is carved
In tears and grief that rise to the heavens,

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For Charles Dickens

© Mary Hannay Foott

He brings no pageants of the past
 To wile our hearts away;
But wins our love for those who cast
 Their lot with ours to-day.

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After My Death

© Hayyim Nahman Bialik

 And great, great is the pain!
 There was a man-and see: he is no more,
 and his life's song in mid-bar stopped,
 one more song he had to go,
 and now the song is gone for good,
 gone for good!

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Change

© William Dean Howells

SOMETIMES, when after spirited debate

Of letters or affairs, in thought I go

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Peekaboo: Three Songs For The Nursery

© Anthony Evan Hecht


Go hide! Go hide! But through the latticework
  Of my upraised bone hands
I see athlete and statesman, priest and clerk
  Step forth as deodands.

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The Rossignol

© William Henry Drummond

Air--"Sur la Montagne"


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Liberté

© Paul Eluard

On my school notebooks
On my desk and on the trees
On the sands of snow
I write your name

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Little Feet

© Edgar Albert Guest

There is no music quite so sweet

As patter of a baby's feet.

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Thoughts Of A Father

© Edgar Albert Guest

We've never seen the Father here, but we have known the Son,
The finest type of manhood since the world was first begun.
And, summing up the works of God, I write with reverent pen,
The greatest is the Son He sent to cheer the lives of men.

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Ni-Chan’s Dirge For Yen-Oey

© Augusta Davies Webster

SO soon asleep! Now must the coming years

 Weep ignorantly their loss they cannot know,

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The Spagnoletto. Act II

© Emma Lazarus

  Ball in the Palace of DON JOHN.  Dance.  DON JOHN and MARIA
  together. DON TOMMASO, ANNICCA.  LORDS and LADIES, dancing or
  promenading.