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Colonization Song

© Anonymous

Will you, will you be colonized?
Will you, will you be colonized?

The season form'd to fan more pleasing fires,
Parent of blooming hopes and young desires,
When smiling Graces every flower combine,
The blooming wreaths of Love and Peace to twine,
Tempts only now to scenes of blood and death
The daring Warrior urg'd by Glory's breath.

Troilus And Cresida

© William Wordsworth

FROM CUAUCER
NEXT morning Troilus began to clear
His eyes from sleep, at the first break of day,
And unto Pandarus, his own Brother dear,

The Poor Of The Borough. Letter XXI: Abel Keene

© George Crabbe

merchant's son,
Choice spirits all, who wish'd him to be one;
It must, no question, give them lively joy,
Hopes long indulged to combat and destroy;
At these they levelled all their skill and

I Faint, I Perish With My Love!

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

I faint, I perish with my love! I grow
Frail as a cloud whose [splendours] pale
Under the evening's ever-changing glow:
I die like mist upon the gale,
And like a wave under the calm I fail

Larry Mick McGarry

© William Percy French

Oh Larry Mick McGarry,

Was a torment in the town,

The Wooing Of Gheezis

© Isabella Valancy Crawford

The red chief Gheezis, chief of the golden wampum, lay

And watched the west-wind blow adrift the clouds,

Scenes In London IV - The City Churchyard

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

I PRAY thee lay me not to rest
Among these mouldering bones;
Too heavily the earth is prest
By all these crowded stones.

Astarte

© Henry Kendall

ACROSS the dripping ridges,

O, look, luxurious night!

The Value Of Friendship

© Confucius

The woodmen's blows responsive ring,

As on the trees they fall;

A Womans Sonnets: XI

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Wild words I write, and lettered in deep pain,
To lay in your loved hand as love's farewell.
It is the thought we shall not meet again
Nerves me to write and my whole secret tell.

Unbreakable

© Mirabai

Unbreakable, O Lord,
Is the love
That binds me to You:
Like a diamond,
It breaks the hammer that strikes it.

The Helmsman

© Henry Kendall

LIKE one who meets a staggering blow,
The stout old ship doth reel,
And waters vast go seething past
But will it last, this fearful blast,
On straining shroud and groaning mast,
O sailor at the wheel?

Couplet

O! That people like Meer are wondering helplessly in such a poor condition,
In love many nobles and elite have lost their dignity.

Chiding

© David Bates

Reproach will seldom mend the young,

If they are left to need it;

Langue D'Oc

© Ezra Pound

When the springtime is sweet
And the birds repeat
Their new song in the leaves.
Tis meet
A man go where he will.

My Castle In Spain

© John Hay

There was never a castle seen

So fair as mine in Spain:

A Damascene Moon

Green Tunisia, I have come to you as a lover
On my brow, a rose and a book
For I am the Damascene whose profession is passion
Whose singing turns the herbs green