Nature poems
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A Granville, en 1836
© Victor Marie Hugo
Voici juin. Le moineau raille
Dans les champs les amoureux ;
Le rossignol de muraille
Chante dans son nid pierreux.
A Glance Behind The Curtain
© James Russell Lowell
We see but half the causes of our deeds,
Seeking them wholly in the outer life,
The Sweet O' The Year
© George Meredith
Now the frog, all lean and weak,
Yawning from his famished sleep,
Water in the ditch doth seek,
Fast as he can stretch and leap:
Marshy king-cups burning near
Tell him 'tis the sweet o' the year.
The Cynic Of The Woods
© Arthur Patchett Martin
Come I from busy haunts of men,
With nature to commune,
Daphne
© Jonathan Swift
Daphne knows, with equal ease,
How to vex, and how to please;
But the folly of her sex
Makes her sole delight to vex.
Don Juan: Canto The Eighth
© George Gordon Byron
Oh blood and thunder! and oh blood and wounds!
These are but vulgar oaths, as you may deem,
Spirit Of The Everlasting Boy
© Henry Van Dyke
ODE FOR THE HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARY OF LAWRENCEVILLE SCHOOL
June 11, 1910
The Orphans' New Year's Gift
© Arthur Rimbaud
The room is full of shadow; you can hear, indistinctly, the sad soft whispering of two children.
Their foreheads lean forward, still heavy with dreams, beneath the long white bed-curtain
George Washington
© James Russell Lowell
Soldier and statesman, rarest unison;
High-poised example of great duties done
The Boys Appeal
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
O say, dear sister, are you coming
Forth to the fields with me?
Drury-lane Prologue Spoken by Mr. Garrick
© Samuel Johnson
When Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes
First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakespear rose;
Heard On The Mountain
© Francis Thompson
Soon I distinguished, yet as tone which veils confuse and smother,
Amid this voice two voices, one commingled with the other,
Which did from off the land and seas even to the heavens aspire;
Chanting the universal chant in simultaneous quire.
And I distinguished them amid that deep and rumorous sound,
As who beholds two currents thwart amid the fluctuous profound.
The Tale Of A Pony
© Francis Bret Harte
Name of my heroine, simply "Rose;"
Surname, tolerable only in prose;
For An Autumn festival
© John Greenleaf Whittier
The Persian's flowery gifts, the shrine
Of fruitful Ceres, charm no more;
The woven wreaths of oak and pine
Are dust along the Isthmian shore.
To Alex. Smith, The 'Glasgow Poet,' On His Sonnet To 'Fame'
© George Meredith
Not vainly doth the earnest voice of man
Call for the thing that is his pure desire!
Mare Rubrum
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
FLASH out a stream of blood-red wine,
For I would drink to other days,
Remonstrance
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
Bless the dear old verdant land,
Brother, wert thou born of it?
As thy shadow life doth stand,
Twining round its rosy band,
A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXIII
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Voltaire and Rousseau, these were thy twin priests,
Proud Mother Nature, on thy opening day.
The first with bitter gibes perplexed the feasts
Of thy high rival, and prepared the way;
