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On The New Year

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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What we sing in company
Soon from heart to heart will fly.
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DAYS full of rapture,Are ye renew'd ?--
Smile in the sunlightMountain and wood?Streams richer ladenFlow through the dale,
Are these the meadows?Is this the vale?Coolness cerulean!Heaven and height!
Fish crowd the ocean,Golden and bright.Birds of gay plumageSport in the grove,

'Knocking Around'

© Henry Lawson

WEARY old wife, with the bucket and cow,
Hows your son Jack? and where is he now?
Haggard old eyes that turn to the west
Boys will be boys, and hes gone with the rest!
Grief without tears and grief without sound;
Somewhere up-country hes knocking around.

King's Cross Station

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

This circled cosmos whereof man is god
Has suns and stars of green and gold and red,
And cloudlands of great smoke, that range o'er range
Far floating, hide its iron heavens o'erhead.

Christel.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

My senses ofttimes are oppress'd,Oft stagnant is my blood;
But when by Christel's sight I'm blest,I feel my strength renew'd.
I see her here, I see her there,And really cannot tell
The manner how, the when, the where,The why I love her well.If with the merest glance I viewHer black and roguish eyes,

The Spagnoletto. Act IV

© Emma Lazarus

Night. RIBERA'S bedroom. RIBERA discovered in his dressing-gown,
seated reading beside a table, with a light upon it. Enter from
an open door at the back of the stage, MARIA. She stands
irresolute for a moment on the threshold behind her father,
watching him, passes her hand rapidly over her brow and eyes,
and then knocks.

Original Preface.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

In addition to those portions of Goethe's poetical works which
are given in this complete form, specimens of the different other
classes of them, such as the Epigrams, Elegies, &c., are added,
as well as a collection of the various Songs found in his Plays,
making a total number of about 400 Poems, embraced in the present
volume.

Lily's Menagerie.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

[Goethe describes this much-admired Poem, which
he wrote in honour of his love Lily, as being "designed to change
his surrender of her into despair, by drolly-fretful images."]

The Godlike.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

NOBLE be man,
Helpful and good!
For that alone
Distinguisheth him
From all the beings
Unto us known.

Starting From Paumanok

© Walt Whitman

Of earth, rocks, Fifth-month flowers, experienced-stars, rain, snow,
my amaze;
Having studied the mocking-bird's tones, and the mountainhawk's,
And heard at dusk the unrival'd one, the hermit thrush from the
swamp-cedars,
Solitary, singing in the West, I strike up for a New World.

A Green Cornfield

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

The earth was green, the sky was blue:
I saw and heard one sunny morn
A skylark hang betweent he two,
A singing speck above the corn;

To Lina.

SHOULD these songs, love, as they fleet,Chance again to reach thy hand,
At the piano take thy seat,Where thy friend was wont to stand!Sweep with finger bold the string,Then the book one moment see:
But read not! do nought but sing!And each page thine own will be!Ah, what grief the song impartsWith its letters, black on white,
That, when breath'd by thee, our heartsNow can break and now delight!1800.*

Sonnet V

How can I think, or edge my thoughts to action,

When the miserly press of each day's need

To The Rising Full Moon.

Dornburg, 25th August, 1828.WILT thou suddenly enshroud thee,Who this moment wert so nigh?
Heavy rising masses cloud thee,Thou art hidden from mine eye.Yet my sadness thou well knowest,Gleaming sweetly as a star!
That I'm loved, 'tis thou that showest,Though my loved one may be far.Upward mount then! clearer, milder,Robed in splendour far more bright!
Though my heart with grief throbs wilder,Fraught with rapture is the night!1828.