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Two Pictures

© Anonymous

One was a child of beauty rare
With a cherub face and golden hair;
The lovely look whose radiant eyes
Filled the soul with thoughts of Paradise.

Death Of Gen. Jackson - An Eulogy

© George Moses Horton

Hark! from the mighty Hero's tomb,
I hear a voice proclaim!
A sound which fills the world with gloom,
But magnifies his name.

Evensong

© Ada Cambridge

The sun has set; grey shadows darken slowly
The rose-red cloud-hills that were bathed in light
O Lord, to Thee, with spirit meek and lowly,
I kneel in prayer to-night.

Sonnet XXVII: Heart's Compass

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Sometimes thou seem'st not as thyself alone,

But as the meaning of all things that are;

The Path By The Creek

© Madison Julius Cawein

There is a path that leads

Through purple iron-weeds,

Ballad

© John Clare

A faithless shepherd courted me,
He stole away my liberty.
When my poor heart was strange to men,
He came and smiled and stole it then.

A Sea Song

© Jean Ingelow

Old Albion sat on a crag of late.

And sang out--"Ahoy! ahoy!

The Blessed Damozel

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The blessed damozel leaned out

From the gold bar of Heaven;

What time I seek my virtuous couch to steal
Some surcease from the labours of the day,
Ere silence like a poultice comes to heal--
In short, when I prepare to hit the hay;
Ere slumber's chains (I quote from Moore) have bound me,
I hear a lot of noises all around me.

On An Engraving Of Hindoo Temples

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

LITTLE the present careth for the past,
Too little'tis not well!
For careless ones we dwell
Beneath the mighty shadow it has cast.

Dejection

© George MacDonald

O Father, I am in the dark,

My soul is heavy-bowed:

Homer's Hymn To Venus

Muse, sing the deeds of golden Aphrodite,
Who wakens with her smile the lulled delight
Of sweet desire, taming the eternal kings
Of Heaven, and men, and all the living things

L'Envoy

King of glorie, King of peace,

With the one make warre to cease;

His Stenographer

Does she love you?well, I wonder
Married twenty years, they say!
You, so bald and fat and funny,
Grubbing like a mole for money?
Guess she likes to spend the plunder
Geeshe knows the way!

Palmyra (2nd Edition)

--anankta ton pantôn huperbal-
lonta chronon makarôn.
Pindar. Hymn. frag. 33

Ode II: On The Winter-Solstice

I

The radiant ruler of the year

The summer dawn came over-soon,
The earth was like hot iron at noon
In Nazareth;
There fell no rain to ease the heat,
And dusk drew on with tired feet
And stifled breath.