Music poems
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The Minstrel
© Arthur Henry Adams
An Incident in One Act.
PERSONS. THE KING, THE QUEEN, EARL ATHULF, THE MINSTREL.
Heralds, Pages, Men-at-Arms, Sentries. TIME: THE PAST.
SCENE:
The Farmer's Boy - Summer
© Robert Bloomfield
Here, midst the boldest triumphs of her worth,
NATURE herself invites the REAPERS forth;
Dares the keen sickle from its twelvemonth's rest,
And gives that ardour which in every breast
From infancy to age alike appears,
When the first sheaf its plumy top uprears.
To The Countess Of Exeter. Playing On The Lute
© Matthew Prior
What charms you have, from what high race you sprung,
Have been the pleasing subjects of my song:
A Similitude
© Charles Harpur
FAIR as the nightwhen all the astral fires
Of heaven are burning in the clear expanse,
Frederick Henry Hedge D. D. On His 80th Birthday, Dec. 12, 1885
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
WHAT lapse or accident of time
Can dull that soul's sonorous chime
Which owns the priceless heritage
Youth's summer warmth in wintry age?
Among School Children
© William Butler Yeats
I WALK through the long schoolroom questioning;
A kind old nun in a white hood replies;
Oh, What A Bump!
© George Ade
" That was the tackiest time I've had
In twenty years or more.
The crowd was jay and the tea was bad
And the whole affair a bore!"
The Cemetary Of Eylau
© Victor Marie Hugo
This to my elder brothers, schoolboys gay,
Was told by Uncle Louis on a day;
HMS Pinafore: Act I
© William Schwenck Gilbert
SCENE - Quarter-deck of H.M.S. Pinafore. Sailors, led by
Boatswain, discovered cleaning brasswork, splicing rope, etc.
The Chapel of the Hermits
© John Greenleaf Whittier
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,
I pray for help to unbelief;
For needful strength aside to lay
The daily cumberings of my way.
Madame Of Dreams
© William Stanley Braithwaite
To John Russell Hayes
KNOW a household made of pure delight,
Fifty Years Apart
© Anonymous
They sit in the winter gloaming,
And the fire burns bright between;
One has passed seventy summers,
And the other just seventeen.
Within and Without: Part III: A Dramatic Poem
© George MacDonald
SCENE I.-Night. London. A large meanly furnished room; a single
candle on the table; a child asleep in a little crib. JULIAN
sits by the table, reading in a low voice out of a book. He looks
older, and his hair is lined with grey; his eyes look clearer.
Mazeppa
© George Gordon Byron
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day,
When fortune left the royal Swede--
Around a slaughtered army lay,
No more to combat and to bleed.
Faute De Mieux
© Dorothy Parker
Travel, trouble, music, art,
A kiss, a frock, a rhyme-
I never said they feed my heart,
But still they pass my time.
A Mothers Song
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Over fast--closed baby eyes
In the garden's golden air
Blossom--white the butterflies
Hover, hurry, part and pair,
Sudden shinings, flown nowhere!
Blue, above, the unbounded skies!
Bryant
© James Whitcomb Riley
The harp has fallen from the master's hand;
Mute is the music, voiceless are the strings,
A Womans Apology
© Alfred Austin
In the green darkness of a summer wood,
Wherethro' ran winding ways, a lady stood,
Carved from the air in curving womanhood.
The Rock Of The Betrayed
© Caroline Norton
IT was a Highland chieftain's son
Gazed sadly from the hill:
And they saw him shrink from the autumn wind,
As its blast came keen and chill.
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