Poems begining by P
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Prologue, Intended for "Vortigern"
© Henry James Pye
The cause with learn'd investigation fraught,
Behold at length to this tribunal brought,
No fraud your penetrating eyes can cheat,
None here can Shakespeare's writing counterfeit.
Plighted Promise
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
IN a soft-complexioned sky,
Fleeting rose and kindling grey,
Prologue To Steele's Tender Husband
© Joseph Addison
In the first rise and infancy of farce,
When fools were many, and when plays were scarce
Present Imperative
© Franklin Pierce Adams
Nay query not, Leuconoë, the finish of the fable;
Eliminate the worry as to what the years may hoard!
You only waste your time upon the Babylonian Table-
(Slang for the ouija board).
Post Mortem Conspectu
© Ezra Pound
A brown, fat babe sitting in the lotus,
And you were glad and laughing
With a laughter not of this world.
It is good to splash in the water
And laughter is the end of all things.
Paradise Lost : Book III.
© John Milton
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn,
Or of the Eternal coeternal beam
Post-Impressionism
© Bert Leston Taylor
I cannot tell you how I love
The canvases of Mr Dove,
Which Saturday I went to see
In Mr Thurber's gallery.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
'Twixt those twin worlds,the world of Sleep, which gave
No dream to warn,the tidal world of Death,
Psalm V.
© John Milton
Jehovah to my words give ear
My meditation waigh
The voyce of my complaining hear
My King and God for unto thee I pray.
Persicos Odi
© William Makepeace Thackeray
DEAR Lucy, you know what my wish is,--
I hate all your Frenchified fuss:
Para El Zenzontle Impavido
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
Mas ya el sueño me vence… El zenzontle prolonga
su confesión melódica frente a las potestades
enemigas, y corto aqui mi panegírico
para el zenzontle impávido, virgen y confesor.
Phi Beta Kappa Poem
© Bliss William Carman
Harvard, 1914
SIR, friends, and scholars, we are here to serve
A high occasion. Our New England wears
All her unrivalled beauty as of old;
Pretty Twinkling Starry Eyes
© Nicholas Breton
Pretty twinkling starry eyes!
How did Nature first devise
Such a sparkling in your sight
As to give Love such delight
As to make him, like a fly,
Play with looks until he die?
Poetical Love
© Samuel Boyse
As Daphne did from tuneful Phoebus fly,
Still must his Sons expect an equal Fate!
For cruel Beauty doom'd in vain to sigh,
And find their Tenderness repaid with Hate.
Patriotism.
© Robert Crawford
We die for home and country; dying thus,
The welfare of our land shall live with us.
Prologue To Tancred And Sigismunda
© James Thomson
Bold is the man! who, in this nicer age,
Presumes to tread the chaste corrected stage.
Now, with gay tinsel arts, we can no more
Conceal the want of Nature's sterling ore.
