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Outre Mer

© Henry Kendall

I see, as one in dreaming,

A broad, bright, quiet sea;

A Man

© Edgar Albert Guest

A man doesn't whine at his losses,

A man doesn't whimper and fret,

The Destroyer

© Robert Laurence Binyon

He stands on high in the torch--glare,
With planted feet, with lifted axe.
Behind, a gulf of crimsoned air;
Beneath, the old wall that gapes and cracks.

Alas! that Passion should profane
Even then the morning of the earth!
That, sadder still, the fatal stain
Should fall on hearts of heavenly birth-
And that from Woman's love should fall
So dark a stain, most sad of all!

Liberty, Equality, Fraternity

© Victor Marie Hugo

For centuries past this war-madness
Has laid hold of each combative race,
While our God takes but heed of the flower,
And that sun, moon, and stars keep their place.

The Death Of The Rose

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Ah! life, dear life, thy summer days have flown
Swiftly yet all too late, for they did wither.
Joy should be joy for one short hour alone,
Or it will lose its loveliness for ever.

Columbus

© James Russell Lowell

One poor day!--
Remember whose and not how short it is!
It is God's day, it is Columbus's.
A lavish day! One day, with life and heart,
Is more than time enough to find a world.

A Fable

© Jane Taylor

ONE day a sage knocked at a chemist's door,

Bringing a curious compound to explore.--

Patience

© Edith Wharton

PATIENCE and I have traveled hand in hand
So many days that I have grown to trace
The lines of sad, sweet beauty in her face,
And all its veiled depths to understand.

The Phantom of the Rose

© Théophile Gautier

Sweet lady, let your lids unclose.--
Those lids by maiden dreams caressed;
I am the phantom of the rose
You wore last night upon your breast.

Childless

© Edgar Albert Guest

If certain folks that I know well

Should come to me their woes to tell

Dear Savior Of A Dying World

© Anna Laetitia Waring

“The Lord is risen.”

Dear Savior of a dying world,

To A Lady Who Spoke Slightingly Of Poets

© Washington Allston

Oh, censure not the Poet's art,
Nor think it chills the feeling heart
To love the gentle Muses.
Can that which in a stone or flower,
As if by transmigrating power,
His gen'rous soul infuses;

Committee Meetings

© Edgar Albert Guest

For this and that and various things

It seems that men must get together,

How Much Fortunatus Could Do With A Cap

And The Moral is easily said:
Like our hero, you're certain to find,
When such a cap goes on a head,
Retribution will follow behind!

Ps 67

Have mercy mercy Lord on us

& grant thy blessed grace

The Clematis

Fair crown of stars of purest ray,
Hung aloft on Mapau tree,
What floral beauties ye display,
Stars of snowy purity;
Around the dark-leaved mapau's head
Unsullied garlands ye have spread.

The Eighth Olympic Ode Of Pindar

To Alcimedon, on his Olympic Victory; Timosthenes, on his Nemean Victory; and Melesias, their Preceptor. ARGUMENT. Though this is called an Olympic Ode, the Poet does not confine himself to Alcimedon, who won the Prize in those Games, but celebrates his Brother Timosthenes, for his success at Nemea, and Melesias, their Instructor. The Ode opens with an invocation to the place where the Games were held. Pindar then, after praising Timosthenes for his early victory in the Nemean Games, mentions Alcimedon, and extols him for his dexterity and strength, his beauty, and his country Ægina; which he celebrates for it's hospitality, and for it's being under the government of the Dorians after the death of Æacus; on whom he has a long digression, giving an account of his assisting the Gods in the building of Troy. Then returning to his subject, he mentions Melesias as skilled himself in the Athletic Exercises, and therefore proper to instruct others; and, enumerating his Triumphs, congratulates him on the success of his Pupil Alcimedon; which, he says, will not only give satisfaction to his living Relations, but will delight the Ghosts of those deceased. The Poet then concludes with a wish for the prosperity of him and his family.

STROPHE I.