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Sonnet I The Nightingale

© Cornelius Webb

Not farther than a fledgling's weak first flight,

In a low dell, standeth an antique grove;

To Number 27X

© Robert Fuller Murray

Beloved Peeler! friend and guide
And guard of many a midnight reeler,
None worthier, though the world is wide,
Beloved Peeler.

The Stable Of Bethlehem

© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

Twas not a palace proud and fair

He chose for His first home;

O academic muse that hast for long
Charmed all the world with thy disciples song,
As myrtle bushes must give place to trees,
Our humbler strains can now no longer please.
Look down for once, inspire me in these lays.
In lofty verse to sing our Rector's praise.

To The Painter Preparing To Draw M.M.H.

© James Shirley

Be not too forward, painter; 'tis

More for thy fame, and art, to miss

Meritamente

© Ugo Foscolo

Meritamente, però ch'io potei
Abbandonarti, or grido alle frementi
Onde che batton l'alpi, e i pianti miei
Sperdono sordi del Tirreno i venti.

Eclogue V

© Virgil

Menalcas.
Why, Mopsus, being both together met,
You skilled to breathe upon the slender reeds,
I to sing ditties, do we not sit down
Here where the elm-trees and the hazels blend?

The Cock-Fighter's Garland

© William Cowper

Muse -- hide his name of whom I sing,
Lest his surviving house thou bring
For his sake into scorn,
Nor speak the school from which he drew,
The much or little that he knew,
Nor place where he was born.

The Angel In The House. Book II. Canto XI.

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore

IV Constancy rewarded
I vow'd unvarying faith, and she,
To whom in full I pay that vow,
Rewards me with variety
Which men who change can never know.

Thunder On The Downs

© Robert Laurence Binyon

And if a lightning now were loosed in flame
Out of the darkness of the cloud to claim
Thy heart, O England, how wouldst thou be known
In that hour? How to the quick core be shown
And seen? What cry should from thy very soul
Answer the judgment of that thunder--roll?

Holger Drachmann

© Jeppe Aakjaer

Under Stranden gaar en ensom Ridder,

Kappen flagrer i den kaade Blæst;

Foresight And Patience

© George Meredith

Sprung of the father blood, the mother brain,
Are they who point our pathway and sustain.
They rarely meet; one soars, one walks retired.
When they do meet, it is our earth inspired.

To A Friend In Distress (Translated From Owen)

© William Cowper

I wish thy lot, now bad, still worse, my friend;

For when at worst, they say, things always mend.

Cantos de Vida y Esperanza

© Rubén Dario

I
Yo soy aquel que ayer no más decía
el verso azul y la canción profana,
en cuya noche un ruiseñor había
que era alondra de luz por la mañana.

Le Masque (The Mask)

Mais pourquoi pleure-t-elle? Elle, beauté parfaite,
Qui mettrait à ses pieds le genre humain vaincu,
Quel mal mystérieux ronge son flanc d'athlète?

The Miller's Maid

Near the high road upon a winding stream
An honest Miller rose to Wealth and Fame:
The noblest Virtues cheer'd his lengthen'd days,
And all the Country echo'd with his praise:
His Wife, the Doctress of the neighb'ring Poor,
Drew constant pray'rs and blessings round his door.