Nature poems
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Good Friday, 1613. Riding Westward
© John Donne
Let mans Soule be a Spheare, and then, in this,
The intelligence that moves, devotion is,
Youth
© Robert Laurence Binyon
When life begins anew,
And Youth, from gathering flowers,
From vague delights, rapt musings, twilight hours,
Turns restless, seeking some great deed to do,
To Mr. Henry Lawes
© Katherine Philips
Nature, which is the vast creation’s soul,
That steady curious agent in the whole,
Sometime at a concert hall, in recollection...
© Boris Pasternak
Sometime at a concert hall, in recollection,
A Brahms intermezzo will wound me-I'll start,
Remember that summer, the flowerbed garden,
The walks and the bathing, the tryst of six hearts,
The Unnamed Lake
© Frederick George Scott
It sleeps among the thousand hills
Where no man ever trod,
from Dante Études: Book Three: In My Youth Not Unstaind
© Robert Duncan
Now, upon old age: “Our life
has a fixt course and a simple path”
I would not avoid, “that of our right nature”
—then Dante adds, himself quoting:
“and in every part of our life
place is given for certain things”:
Sir Peter Harpdon's End
© William Morris
John Curzon
Of those three prisoners, that before you came
We took down at St. John's hard by the mill,
Two are good masons; we have tools enough,
And you have skill to set them working.
Thebais - Book One - part III
© Pablius Papinius Statius
Oh race confedrate into crimes, that prove
Triumphant oer th eluded rage of Jove!
A, B, C.
© Charles Stuart Calverley
A is an Angel of blushing eighteen:
B is the Ball where the Angel was seen:
C is her Chaperone, who cheated at cards:
D is the Deuxtemps, with Frank of the Guards:
In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 83
© Alfred Tennyson
Dip down upon the northern shore
O sweet new-year delaying long;
Thou doest expectant nature wrong;
Delaying long, delay no more.
October And May
© Henry James Pye
ADDRESSED TO SAMUEL JAMES ARNOLD, Esq.
: "Behold, with mild and matron mien,
In Summer Time
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
When summer time has come, and all
The world is in the magic thrall
from The Laurel Tree
© Louis Simpson
In the clear light that confuses everything
Only you, dark laurel,
Shadow my house,
New England Cocky
© Anonymous
"To Mary I give my pet kangaroo,
"May it prove to turn out a great blessing, too;
"To Michael I leave the old cockatoo,
"And to Bridget I'll give the piebald emu.
A Grave By The Sea
© George Essex Evans
No white cloud sails the lonely sky,
Thro the gaunt trees no breezes sigh,
On a Piece of Tapestry
© George Santayana
Hold high the woof, dear friends, that we may see
The cunning mixture of its colours rare.
Julian and Maddalo
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
As thus I spoke
Servants announc'd the gondola, and we
Through the fast-falling rain and high-wrought sea
Sail'd to the island where the madhouse stands.
A Pastoral Betwixt David, Thirsis, And The Angel Gabriel, Upon The Birth Of Our Saviour
© James Thomson
THIRSIS.
But hold, see hither through the yielding air
An angel comes: for mighty news prepare.
