Nature poems

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Adam: A Sacred Drama. Act 3.

© William Cowper

Eve.  Adam, my best beloved!
My guardian and my guide!
Thou source of all my comfort, all my joy!
Thee, thee alone I wish,
And in these pleasing shades
Thee only have I sought.

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The Eutawville Lynching

© Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer

In the State of "Old Palmetto," from the town of Eutawville,
Comes a voice of pain and anguish that refuses to be still.
'Tis a voice that cries for vengeance for the wrongs it has received,
Yea, it asks a nation's conscience, When will justice be achieved?

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The Lady of the Lake: Canto V. - The Combat

© Sir Walter Scott

I.
Fair as the earliest beam of eastern light,
When first, by the bewildered pilgrim spied,
It smiles upon the dreary brow of night

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Pretence. Part I - Table-Talk

© John Kenyon

  The youth, who long hath trod with trusting feet,
  Starts from the flash which shows him life's deceit;
  Then, with slow footstep, ponders, undeceived,
  On all his heart, for many a year, believed;
  But hence he eyes the world with sharpened view,
  And learns, too soon, to separate false from true.

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Remonstrance.

© Sidney Lanier

"Opinion, let me alone:  I am not thine.

Prim Creed, with categoric point, forbear

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The Season

© Alfred Austin

So sings the river through the summer days,
And I, submissive, follow what I praise.
What if my boyish blood would rather stay
Where lawns invite, where bonnibels delay,
Though but a youth and not averse from these,
To conflict called, I abdicate my ease,

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Elegy On The Death Of Dr. Channing

© James Russell Lowell

I do not come to weep above thy pall,
  And mourn the dying-out of noble powers,
The poet's clearer eye should see, in all
  Earth's seeming woe, seed of immortal flowers.

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The Wisdom Of Eld

© George Meredith

We spend our lives in learning pilotage,

And grow good steersmen when the vessel's crank!

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She Gave Me A Rose

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

She gave a rose,
  And I kissed it and pressed it.
  I love her, she knows,
  And my action confessed it.
  She gave me a rose,
  And I kissed it and pressed it.

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England And Spain

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Illustrious names! still, still united beam,
Be still the hero's boast, the poet's theme:
So when two radiant gems together shine,
And in one wreath their lucid light combine;
Each, as it sparkles with transcendant rays,
Adds to the lustre of its kindred blaze.

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Sonnet To The Torrid Zone

© Helen Maria Williams

PATHWAY of light! o'er thy empurpled zone,

With lavish charms, perennial summer strays;

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Arise

© James Baker



Everything is moving away from the beginning,

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Of The Nature Of Things: Book VI - Part 04 - The Plague Athens

© Lucretius

'Twas such a manner of disease, 'twas such

Mortal miasma in Cecropian lands

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On An Old Sepuchral Bas-Relief

© Giacomo Leopardi

WHERE IS SEEN A YOUNG MAIDEN, DEAD, IN THE ACT OF DEPARTING,

TAKING LEAVE OF HER FAMILY.

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The Morning Of The Day Appointed For A General Thanksgiving. January 18, 1816

© William Wordsworth

I
HAIL, orient Conqueror of gloomy Night!
Thou that canst shed the bliss of gratitude
On hearts howe'er insensible or rude;

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AN ELEGY Upon S. W. R.

© Henry King

I will not weep, for 'twere as great a sin
To shed a tear for thee, as to have bin
An Actor in thy death. Thy life and age
Was but a various Scene on fortunes Stage,

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She Touches A Sad String Of Soft Recall

© Sydney Thompson Dobell

Return, return! all night my lamp is burning,
 All night, like it, my wide eyes watch and burn;
Like it, I fade and pale, when day returning
 Bears witness that the absent can return,
 Return, return.

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Spring

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

At last young April, ever frail and fair,
Wooed by her playmate with the golden hair,
Chased to the margin of receding floods
O'er the soft meadows starred with opening buds,
In tears and blushes sighs herself away,
And hides her cheek beneath the flowers of May.

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At A Birthday Festival

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

WE will not speak of years to-night,--
For what have years to bring
But larger floods of love and light,
And sweeter songs to sing?

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Rokeby: Canto III.

© Sir Walter Scott

  CHORUS.
  "O, Brignall banks are fresh and fair,
 And Greta woods are green;
  I'd rather rove with Edmund there,
 Than reign our English queen."