Peace poems
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The Horse & Olive Or Warr & Peace
© Thomas Parnell
With Moral tale let Ancient wisdome move
Which thus I sing to make ye moderns wise
October 21, 1905
© George Meredith
The hundred years have passed, and he
Whose name appeased a nation's fears,
Abd-El-Kader At Toulon Or, The Caged Hawk
© William Makepeace Thackeray
No more, thou lithe and long-winged hawk, of desert-life for thee;
No more across the sultry sands shalt thou go swooping free:
Blunt idle talons, idle beak, with spurning of thy chain,
Shatter against thy cage the wing thou ne'er may'st spread again.
The Passionate Man's Pilgrimage
© Sir Walter Raleigh
Give me my scallop shell of quiet,
My staff of faith to walk upon,
467. Inscription to Miss Graham of Fintry
© Robert Burns
HERE, where the Scottish Muse immortal lives,
In sacred strains and tuneful numbers joined,
Accept the gift; though humble he who gives,
Rich is the tribute of the grateful mind.
340. SongThou Fair Eliza
© Robert Burns
TURN again, thou fair Eliza!
Ae kind blink before we part;
Rue on thy despairing lover,
Canst thou break his faithfu heart?
193. On Scaring some Water-Fowl in Lock Turit
© Robert Burns
WHY, ye tenants of the lake,
For me your watry haunt forsake?
Tell me, fellow-creatures, why
At my presence thus you fly?
377. SongThe Country Lass
© Robert Burns
IN simmer, when the hay was mawn,
And corn wavd green in ilka field,
While claver blooms white oer the lea
And roses blaw in ilka beild!
378. SongBessy and her Spinnin Wheel
© Robert Burns
O LEEZE me on my spinnin wheel,
And leeze me on my rock and reel;
Frae tap to tae that cleeds me bien,
And haps me biel and warm at een;
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 02 - part 07
© Torquato Tasso
LXXXVI
"But if our sins us of his help deprive,
329. Verses on the destruction of the Woods near Drumlanrig
© Robert Burns
AS on the banks o wandering Nith,
Ae smiling simmer morn I strayd,
And traced its bonie howes and haughs,
Where linties sang and lammies playd,
416. SongLogan Braes
© Robert Burns
O LOGAN, sweetly didst thou glide,
That day I was my Willies bride,
And years sin syne hae oer us run,
Like Logan to the simmer sun:
A Boy Of The Ghetto
© Margaret Widdemer
HE goes out with his Dreams
Through the dingy city square,
Purple- and silver-winged
They go with him everywhere.
538. SongNow Spring has clad the grove in green
© Robert Burns
NOW spring has clad the grove in green,
And strewd the lea wi flowers;
The furrowd, waving corn is seen
Rejoice in fostering showers.
Christmas, 1918
© Edgar Albert Guest
They give their all, this Christmastide, that peace on earth shall reign;
Upon the snows of Flanders now, brave blood has left its stain;
With ribbons red we deck our gifts; theirs bear the red of pain.
The Two Summers
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
THERE is a golden season in our year,
Between October's hale and lusty cheer,
And the hoar frost of winter's empire drear;
Which, like a fairy flood of mystic tides,
Ode IV: To The Honourable Charles Townshend In The Country
© Mark Akenside
I. 1.
How oft shall i survey
The Fountain
© William Cullen Bryant
Fountain, that springest on this grassy slope,
Thy quick cool murmur mingles pleasantly,
