Life poems

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Lines, On Hearing That Lady Byron Was Ill

© Lord Byron

And thou wert sad—yet I was not with thee!
And thou wert sick, and yet I was not near;
Methought that joy and health alone could be
Where I was not—and pain and sorrow here.

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To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead

© Lord Byron

And thou art dead, as young and fair
As aught of mortal birth;
And form so soft and charm so rare
Too soon returned to Earth!

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Stanzas For Music: There's Not A Joy The World Can Give

© Lord Byron

There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away
When the glow of early thought declines in feeling's dull decay;
'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast,
But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past.

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The Shrouding Of The Duchess Of Malfi

© John Webster

Hark! Now everything is still,
The screech-owl and the whistler shrill,
Call upon our dame aloud,
And bid her quickly don her shroud!

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Lines Inscribed Upon A Cup Formed From A Skull

© Lord Byron

Start not—nor deem my spirit fled:
In me behold the only skull
From which, unlike a living head,
Whatever flows is never dull.

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Hermann And Dorothea - VI. Klio

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Thus the magistrate spoke. The others departed and thanked him,
And the pastor produced a gold piece (the silver his purse held
He some hours before had with genuine kindness expended
When he saw the fugitives passing in sorrowful masses).

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Epistle To Augusta

© Lord Byron

My sister! my sweet sister! if a name
Dearer and purer were, it should be thine;
Mountains and seas divide us, but I claim
No tears, but tenderness to answer mine:

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Churchill's Grave

© Lord Byron

I stood beside the grave of him who blazed
The comet of a season, and I saw
The humblest of all sepulchres, and gazed
With not the less of sorrow and of awe

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On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year

© Lord Byron

'Tis time this heart should be unmoved,
Since others it hath ceased to move:
Yet, though I cannot be beloved,
Still let me love!

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The Dream

© Lord Byron

My dream is past; it had no further change.
It was of a strange order, that the doom
Of these two creatures should be thus traced out
Almost like a reality—the one
To end in madness—both in misery.

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November

© Virna Sheard

How like a hooded friar, bent and grey,
Whose pensive lips speak only when they pray
Doth sad November pass upon his way.

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Darkness

© Lord Byron

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth

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Virtue is Its Own Reward

© Harry Graham

Virtue its own reward? Alas!
  And what a poor one as a rule!
Be Virtuous and Life will pass
  Like one long term of Sunday-School.
(No prospect, truly, could one find
More unalluring to the mind.)

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Simon Wiesenthal: Survivors Burden

© Sharon Esther Lampert

After six million Jews were silenced:
Simon speaks above a hush.
Simon speaks above a whisper.
Simon speaks above an earshot.
Simon speaks out loud above the deafening scream of EVIL.

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Gold Medal Gal of Israel

© Sharon Esther Lampert

Sharon Esther Lampert
Sexiest Creative Genius in Human History
8th Prophetess of Israel: 22 Commandments
http://www.poetryjewels.com

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Central Park Violence

© Sharon Esther Lampert

Sharon Esther Lampert
Sexiest Creative Genius in Human History
8th Prophetess of Israel: 22 Commandments
http://www.poetryjewels.com

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Stratton Water

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

“O HAVE you seen the Stratton flood

That's great with rain to-day?

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Fiordispina

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

‘Lie there; sleep awhile in your own dew,
Ye faint-eyed children of the ... Hours,’
Fiordispina said, and threw the flowers
Which she had from the breathing--

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Shaydayim

© Sharon Esther Lampert

(1) Caressing my tender breasts,
his left hand's on the steering wheel,
and his right hand is firmly tucked
away inside my red silk dress.

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From The Heights Of Maccho Picchu

© Pablo Neruda

Rise up to be born with me, brother.
Give me your hand from the deep
Zone seeded by your sorrow.
You won’t return from under the rocks.