Marriage poems

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Don Juan: Canto The Fourteenth

© George Gordon Byron

If from great nature's or our own abyss

  Of thought we could but snatch a certainty,

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A Sicilian Idyll

© Thomas Sturge Moore

Cydilla
Thanks, Damon; now, by Zeus, thou art so brisk,
It shames me that to stoop should try my bones.

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Where Will I Find Words

© Mikhail Alekseevich Kuzmin

Where will I find words to describe our stroll,
The Chablis on ice, the toasted bread
And the sweet agate of ripe cherries?
Sunset is far off, and the sea resounds with
The splash of bodies, hot and glad for cool dampness.

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A Dirge of Joy

© Henry Lawson

Oh, I dance on the Liberal Lady’s grave and the Labour Woman’s, too;
And the grave of the Female lie and shriek, with a dance that is wild and new.
And my only regret in this song-a-let as I dance over dale and hill,
Is the Yarn-of-the-Wife and the Tale-of-the-Girl that never a war can kill.

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Guilt And Sorrow, Or, Incidents Upon Salisbury Plain

© William Wordsworth

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A TRAVELLER on the skirt of Sarum's Plain
Pursued his vagrant way, with feet half bare;
Stooping his gait, but not as if to gain

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Idylls of the King: The Last Tournament (excerpt)

© Alfred Tennyson

  To whom the King, "Peace to thine eagle-borne
  Dead nestling, and this honour after death,
  Following thy will! but, O my Queen, I muse
  Why ye not wear on arm, or neck, or zone
  Those diamonds that I rescued from the tarn,
  And Lancelot won, methought, for thee to wear."

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Modern Love

© George Meredith

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By this he knew she wept with waking eyes:

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Sonnet XCI: Lost On Both Sides

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

As when two men have loved a woman well,

Each hating each, through Love's and Death's deceit;

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Earl Roderick’s Bride

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

It was the Black Earl Roderick

Who rode towards the south;

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The Task: Book IV. -- The Winter Evening

© William Cowper

Hark! ‘tis the twanging horn o’er yonder bridge,

That with its wearisome but needful length

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Pharsalia - Book I: The Crossing Of The Rubicon

© Marcus Annaeus Lucanus

First of such deeds I purpose to unfold
The causes - task immense - what drove to arms
A maddened nation, and from all the world
Struck peace away.

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The Kiss

© Rabindranath Tagore

Lips' language to lips' ears.

Two drinking each other's heart, it seems.

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Life Is A Dream - Act III

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

FIRST SOLDIER [within].  He is here within this tower.
Dash the door from off its hinges;
Enter all

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Heine In Paris

© Kenneth Slessor

LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;
The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,
Streams in the glass. Outside, ten thousand chimneys fume,
Looping the weather-birds with rings of gold;

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Shakuntala Act 1

© Kalidasa


King Dushyant  in a chariot, pursuing an antelope, with a bow and quiver, attended by his Charioteer.
Suta (Charioteer). [Looking at the antelope, and then at the king]
When I cast my eye on that black antelope, and on thee, O king, with thy braced bow, I see before me, as it were, the God Mahésa chasing a hart (male deer), with his bow, named Pináca, braced in his left hand.

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Braid the Raven Hair

© William Schwenck Gilbert

Braid the raven hair,

Weave the supple tress,

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We Don't Know How To Say Goodbye

© Anna Akhmatova

We don't know how to say good-bye
We wander on, shoulder by shoulder.
Already the sun is going down.
You're moody, I am your shadow.

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In Memoriam A. H. H.

© Alfred Tennyson

 Thou seemest human and divine,
 The highest, holiest manhood, thou.
 Our wills are ours, we know not how;
 Our wills are ours, to make them thine.

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The Christian

© John Crowe Ransom

I HEARD a story of a sailing man.
  He was a surly sort of mariner,
  He used to swear at all the seven seas,
  And rode them dauntless up and down the earth.

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The Dance To Death. Act II

© Emma Lazarus


LANDGRAVE.
Who tells thee of my son's love for the Jewess?