Men poems
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Minha Terra!
© Antônio Gonçalves Dias
Quanto é grato em terra estranha
Sob um céu menos querido,
Entre feições estrangeiras,
Ver um rosto conhecido;
Poeta Fit, Non Nascitur
© Lewis Carroll
"And would you be a poet
Before you've been to school?
Ah, well! I hardly thought you
So absolute a fool.
First learn to be spasmodic -
A very simple rule.
Paradise Lost : Book XI.
© John Milton
Thus they, in lowliest plight, repentant stood
Praying; for from the mercy-seat above
A drinking song
© Eugene Field
Come, brothers, share the fellowship
We celebrate to-night;
There's grace of song on every lip
And every heart is light!
African Writings
© Godfrey Mutiso Gorry
If you meet literature from Africa
Or even their mentors
In such works
You realize a trait of madness
M'Fingal - Canto I
© John Trumbull
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule,
First put the British troops to school;
Lord Finchley
© Hilaire Belloc
Lord Finchley tried to mend the Electric Light
Himself. It struck him dead: And serve him right!
It is the business of the wealthy man
To give employment to the artisan.
Boris Godunov
© Alexander Pushkin
Boyars, The People, Inspectors, Officers, Attendants, Guests,
a Boy in attendance on Prince Shuisky, a Catholic Priest, a
Polish Noble, a Poet, an Idiot, a Beggar, Gentlemen, Peasants,
Guards, Russian, Polish, and German Soldiers, a Russian
Prisoner of War, Boys, an old Woman, Ladies, Serving-women.
Hilaire Belloc - The South Country
© Hilaire Belloc
When I am living in the Midlands
That are sodden and unkind,
I light my lamp in the evening:
My work is left behind;
And the great hills of the South Country
Come back into my mind.
Worth Forest
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Come, Prudence, you have done enough to--day--
The worst is over, and some hours of play
We both have earned, even more than rest, from toil;
Our minds need laughter, as a spent lamp oil,
Rebecca
© Hilaire Belloc
A trick that everyone abhors
In little girls is slamming doors.
A wealthy banker's little daughter
Who lived in Palace Green, Bayswater
(By name Rebecca Offendort),
Was given to this furious sport.
The Dead Czar
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
But this man? Ah! for him
Funereal state, and ceremonial grand,
The stone-engraved sarcophagus, and then
Oblivion.
Grey Hairs
© Marina Tsvetaeva
These are ashes of treasures:
Of hurt and loss.
These are ashes in face of which
Granite is dross.
Domestic Happiness
© Fitz-Greene Halleck
I.
"BESIDE the nuptial curtain bright"
The Bard of Eden sings,
"Young Love his constant lamp will light,
Heart of Copper
© Edward Dorn
The Candidate, answering a question
about El Salvador, generalized
by saying he thought
we should support human rights
We Two Boys Together Clinging
© Walt Whitman
WE two boys together clinging,
One the other never leaving,
The Witch's Frolic
© Richard Harris Barham
Thou mayest have read, my little boy Ned,
Though thy mother thine idlesse blames,
In Doctor Goldsmith's history book,
Of a gentleman called King James,
In quilted doublet, and great trunk breeches,
Who held in abhorrence tobacco and witches.
The Swan Of Dijon
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
I was in Dijon when the war's wild blast
Was at its loudest; when there was no sound
