Nature poems
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A Pastoral in Three Parts
© John Cunningham
Philomel forsakes the thorn,
Plaintive where she prates at night:
And the lark to meet the morn,
Soars beyond the shepherd's sight.
Can a Maid That Is Well Bred
© Martin Peerson
Can a maid that is well bred,
Hath a blush so lovely red,
Modest looks, wise, mild, discreet,
And a nature passing sweet,
"You rosebud sweet and fair"
© Ambrosius Stub
You rosebud sweet and fair!
Close to, let me inspect you!
The First Hymn Of Callimachus. To Jupiter
© Matthew Prior
While we to Jove select the holy victim
Whom apter shall we sing than Jove himself,
The Sick Lion and the Ass
© Jonathan Swift
Rebukes are easy from our betters,
From men of quality and letters;
But when low dunces will affront,
What man alive can stand the brunt?
The Vision Of Sir Launfal
© James Russell Lowell
Sir Launfal awoke, as from a swound:-
"The Grail in my castle here is found!
Hang my idle armor up on the wall,
Let it be the spider's banquet-hall;
He must be fenced with stronger mail
Who would seek and find the Holy Grail."
Naguere - Prologue
© Paul Verlaine
Glimm'ring twilight things are these,
Visions of the end of night.
Truth, thou lightest them, I wis,
Only with a distant light,
The Rose
© Pierre de Ronsard
See, Mignonne, hath not the Rose,
That this morning did unclose
Her purple mantle to the light,
Lost, before the day be dead,
The glory of her raiment red,
Her colour, bright as yours is bright?
Pan Beniowski - Final Part Of Canto Five
© Juliusz Slowacki
Surging like a vast current of salmon or sheatfish,
Coiling up and down like an iron serpent
Becs Birth-Day Nov. 8, 1726
© Jonathan Swift
This day, dear Bec, is thy nativity;
Had Fate a luckier one, she'd give it ye.
She chose a thread of greatest length,
And doubly twisted it for strength:
The Poem Of Imru al Qays
© Imru al Qays Ibn Hujr
I said to the wolf, "You gather as little wealth, as little prosperity as I.
What either of us gains he gives away. So do we remain thin."
Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book VI - Go-Harana - (Cattle-Lifting)
© Romesh Chunder Dutt
The conditions of the banishment of the sons of Pandu were hard. They
must pass twelve years in exile, and then they must remain a year in
concealment. If they were discovered within this last year, they must
go into exile for another twelve years.
My Ladys Lamantation And Complaint Against The Dean
© Jonathan Swift
Sure never did man see
A wretch like poor Nancy,
So teazed day and night
By a Dean and a Knight.
La Bete
© Henri Cazalis
Qui donc t'a pu creer, Sphinx etrange, o Nature!
Et d'ou t'ont pu venir tes sanglants appetits?
Poetry: A Metrical Essay, Read Before the Phi Beta Kappa Society, Harvard
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
Scenes of my youth! awake its slumbering fire!
Ye winds of Memory, sweep the silent lyre!
Ray of the past, if yet thou canst appear,
Break through the clouds of Fancyâs waning year;
Chase from her breast the thin autumnal snow,
If leaf or blossom still is fresh below!
Twilight
© James Montgomery
I love thee, Twilight! as thy shadows roll,
The calm of evening steals upon my soul,
Written In Very Early Youth
© William Wordsworth
CALM is all nature as a resting wheel.
The kine are couched upon the dewy grass;
Song
© Samuel Johnson
Not the soft sighs of vernal gales,
The fragrance of the flowery vales,
The murmurs of the crystal rill,
The vocal grove, the verdant hill;
Not all their charms, though all unite,
Can touch my bosom with delight.
