Nature poems

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Songs Set To Music: 17. Set By Mr. De Fesch

© Matthew Prior

Nanny blushes when I woo her,
And with kindly chiding eyes
Faintly says I shall undo her;
Faintly, O, forbear! she cries.

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The Faerie Queene, Book II, Canto XII

© Edmund Spenser

THE SECOND BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENE
Contayning
THE LEGEND OF SIR GUYON, 
OR OF TEMPERAUNCECANTO XIIxlii

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Reflections Suggested By Winter

© James Thomson

'Tis done! dread winter spreads its latest glooms,
And reigns tremendous o'er the conquer'd year.
How dead the vegetable kingdom lies!
How dumb the tuneful! Horror wide extends

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The Triumph of the People

© Henry Lawson

LO, the gods of Vice and Mammon from their pinnacles are hurled
By the workers’ new religion, which is oldest in the world;
And the earth will feel her children treading firmly on the sod,
For the triumph of the People is the victory of God.

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Niagara

© Jose Maria de Heredia y Campuzano

My lyre! give me my lyre! My bosom feels
The glow of inspiration. Oh how long
Have I been left in darkness since this light
Last visited my brow, Niagara!
Thou with thy rushing waters dost restore
The heavenly gift that sorrow took away.

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The Task: Book I. -- The Sofa

© William Cowper

I sing the Sofa. I who lately sang

Truth, Hope, and Charity, and touched with awe

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To Wordsworth

© Hartley Coleridge

THERE have been poets that in verse display

The elemental forms of human passions;

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The Old Man's Counsel

© William Cullen Bryant

  Long since that white-haired ancient slept--but still,
When the red flower-buds crowd the orchard bough,
And the ruffed grouse is drumming far within
The woods, his venerable form again
Is at my side, his voice is in my ear.

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Dedication

© Charles Churchill

To Churchill's Sermons.

  The manuscript of this unfinished poem was found among the few papers

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Italy : 52. A Farewell

© Samuel Rogers

And now farewell to Italy -- perhaps
For ever!  Yet, methinks, I could not go,
I could not leave it, were it mine to say,
'Farewell for ever!'  Many a courtesy,

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The Shepherds Calendar - July (2nd version)

© John Clare

July the month of summers prime
Again resumes her busy time
Scythes tinkle in each grassy dell
Where solitude was wont to dwell

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A Vianden

© Victor Marie Hugo

Il songe. Il s'est assis rêveur sous un érable.
Entend-il murmurer la forêt vénérable ?
Regarde-t-il les fleurs ? regarde-t-il les cieux ?
Il songe. La nature au front mystérieux

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The Builders

© Henry Van Dyke

ODE FOR THE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF PRINCETON COLLEGE

October 21, 1896

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On Himself

© Walter Savage Landor


I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife;
  Nature I lov’d, and next to Nature, Art;
I warm’d both hands before the fire of life;
  It sinks, and I am ready to depart.

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The Punishment Of Loke

© Madison Julius Cawein

The gods of Asaheim, incensed with Loke,
  A whirlwind yoked with thunder-footed steeds,
  And, carried thus, boomed o'er the booming seas,
  Far as the teeming wastes of Jotunheim,
  To punish Loke for all his wily crimes.

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The Weed’s Counsel

© Bliss William Carman

SAID a traveller by the way
Pausing, "What hast thou to say,
Flower by the dusty road,
That would ease a mortal's load?"

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Tennyson: In Lucem Transitus, October, 1892

© Henry Van Dyke

FROM the misty shores of midnight, touched with splendors of the moon,
To the singing tides of heaven, and the light more clear than noon,
Passed a soul that grew to music till it was with God in tune.

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Earthborn

© Peter McArthur

HURLED back, defeated, like a child I sought

The loving shelter of my native fields,

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The Cherry Tree by David Wagoner: American Life in Poetry #202 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2

© Ted Kooser

Its oldest branches now, the survivors carved
by knife blades, rain, and wind, are sending shoots
straight up, blood red, into the light again.


American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation (www.poetryfoundation.org), publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Poem copyright ©2008 by David Wagoner, whose most recent book of poetry is “Good Morning and Good Night,â€? University of Illinois Press, 2005. Reprinted from “Crazyhorse,â€? No. 73, Spring 2008, by permission of David Wagoner. Introduction copyright © 2009 by The Poetry Foundation. The introduction's author, Ted Kooser, served as United States Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 2004-2006. We do not accept unsolicited manuscripts.

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Sonnett - XIV

© James Russell Lowell

ON READING WORDSWORTH'S SONNETS IN DEFENCE OF CAPITAL PUNISHMENT

As the broad ocean endlessly upheaveth,