Nature poems
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After Sixty Years
© Edith Nesbit
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar
Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer
Sonnet To Italy
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
FOR thee, Ansonia! Nature's bounteous hand,
Luxuriant spreads around her blooming stores;
Profusion laughs o'er all the glowing land,
And softest breezes from thy myrtle-shores.
On The Lake,
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
[Written on the occasion of Goethe's starting
with his friend Passavant on a Swiss Tour.]I DRINK fresh nourishment, new bloodFrom out this world more free;
The Nature is so kind and goodThat to her breast clasps me!
The billows toss our bark on high,And with our oars keep time,
A Letter From Italy
© Joseph Addison
Salve magna parens frugum Saturnia tellus,
Magna virûm! tibi res antiquæ laudis et artis
The Vanity of Human Wishes: The Tenth Satire of Juvenal, Imitated by Samuel Johnson
© Samuel Johnson
Yet still the gen'ral Cry the Skies assails
And Gain and Grandeur load the tainted Gales;
Few know the toiling Statesman's Fear or Care,
Th' insidious Rival and the gaping Heir.
The Stone
© Peter McArthur
And yesterday the man passed among us unnoted!
Did his deed and went his way without boasting,
Leaving his act to steak, himself silent!
The Silent Muse
© Alfred Austin
``Why have you silent been so long?''
In tones of mild rebuke you ask.
Know you not, kindly friend, that Song
Is the ``Gay Science,'' not a task?
Ode To The Departing Year
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I.
Spirit who sweepest the wild harp of Time!
It is most hard, with an untroubled ear
Thy dark inwoven harmonies to hear!
The Violet.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
In truth, a violet fair.
Then came a youthful shepherdess,
And roam'd with sprightly joyousness,
And blithely woo'd
An Autumn Garden
© Bliss William Carman
For the ancient and virile nurture
Of the teeming primordial ground,
For the splendid gospel of color,
Requirement
© John Greenleaf Whittier
We live by Faith; but Faith is not the slave
Of text and legend. Reason's voice and God's,
The Bride Of Corinth.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
[First published in Schiller's Horen, in connection
with a
friendly contest in the art of ballad-writing between the two
great poets, to which many of their finest works are owing.]
The Dungeon
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
And this place our forefathers made for man!
This is the process of our Love and Wisdom,
To each poor brother who offends against us--
Most innocent, perhaps--and what if guilty?
The Wanderer.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
[Published in the Gottingen Musen Almanach,
having been written "to express his feelings and caprices" after
his separation from Frederica.]
Three Odes To My Friend.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
[These three Odes are addressed to a certain
Behrisch, who was tutor to Count Lindenau, and of whom Goethe gives
an odd account at the end of the Seventh Book of his Autobiography.]
The Metamorphosis Of Plants.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Happily teach thee the word, which may the mystery
solve!
Closely observe how the plant, by little and little progressing,
The Eagle And Dove.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
IN search of prey once raised his pinions
An eaglet;
A huntsman's arrow came, and reft
His right wing of all motive power.
Nature
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Because out of corruption burns the rose,
And to corruption lovely cheeks descend;
Because with her right hand she heals the woes
Her left hand wrought, loth nor to wound nor mend;
Procemion.
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
WHAT God would outwardly alone control,
And on his finger whirl the mighty Whole?
He loves the inner world to move, to view
Nature in Him, Himself in Nature too,
So that what in Him works, and is, and lives,
The measure of His strength, His spirit gives.
