Nature poems
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Inscription On The Monument Of A Newfoundland Dog
© George Gordon Byron
When some proud son of man returns to earth,
Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth,
The Banks Of Wye - Book II
© Robert Bloomfield
Return, my Llewellyn, the glory
That heroes may gain o'er the sea,
Though nations may feel
Their invincible steel,
By falsehood is tarnish'd in story;
Why tarry, Llewellyn, from me?
Sonnet 85: I See The House
© Sir Philip Sidney
I see the house; my heart thyself contain,
Beware full sails drown not thy tott'ring barge,
Lest joy, by nature apt sprites to enlarge,
Thee to ty wrack beyond thy limits strain.
Bushland
© Arthur Patchett Martin
Not sweeter to the storm-tossed mariner
Is glimpse of home, where wife and children wait
Limericks
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
THERE is a big artist named Val,
The roughs' and the prizefighters' pal:
The mind of a groom
And the head of a broom
Were Nature's endowments to Val.
Slow and Reluctant Was the Long Descent
© George Santayana
Slow and reluctant was the long descent,
With many farewell pious looks behind,
The Fourth Olympic Ode Of Pindar
© Henry James Pye
To Psaumis of Camarina, on his Victory in the Chariot Race. ARGUMENT. The Poet, after an invocation to Jupiter, extols Psaumis for his Victory in the Chariot Race, and for his desire to honor his country. From thence he takes occasion to praise him for his skill in managing horses, his hospitality, and his love of peace; and, mentioning the history of Erginus, excuses the early whiteness of his hair.
STROPHE.
Lost And Found
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
"Whither art thou gone, fair Una?
Una fair, the moon is gleaming;
"Too oft the poet in elaborate verse"
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
Too oft the poet in elaborate verse,
Flushed with quaint images and gorgeous tropes,
To Sensibility
© Helen Maria Williams
In SENSIBILITY'S lov'd praise
I tune my trembling reed,
And seek to deck her shrine with bays,
On which my heart must bleed!
The Creek of the Four Graves [Late Version]
© Charles Harpur
A settler in the olden times went forth
With four of his most bold and trusted men
Agassiz
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I stand again on the familiar shore,
And hear the waves of the distracted sea
The Task: Book IV. -- The Winter Evening
© William Cowper
Hark! tis the twanging horn oer yonder bridge,
That with its wearisome but needful length
Pharsalia - Book I: The Crossing Of The Rubicon
© Marcus Annaeus Lucanus
First of such deeds I purpose to unfold
The causes - task immense - what drove to arms
A maddened nation, and from all the world
Struck peace away.
