Peace poems

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The Forefather

© Richard Francis Burton

HERE at the country inn,  

 I lie in my quiet bed,  

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Autobiography

© Nazim Hikmet


This autobiography was written
in east Berlin on 11 September 1961

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Things I Didn't Know I Loved

© Nazim Hikmet

I didn't know I loved the earth
can someone who hasn't worked the earth love it
I've never worked the earth
it must be my only Platonic love

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Lee

© Stephen Vincent Benet

The army was asleep as armies sleep.
War lying on a casual sheaf peace
For a brief moment, and yet with armor on,
And yet in the cild's deep sleep, and yet so still.
Even the sentries seemed to walk their posts
With a ghost footfall that could match that night.

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When It's Over

© Max Plowman

"Young soldier, what will you be At the day's end?"
"Tired's what I'll be. I shall lie on the beach
Of a shore where the rippling waves just sigh,
And listen and dream and sleep and lie
Forgetting what I've had to learn and teach
And attack and defend."

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He Is Safe

© Sydney Thompson Dobell

'And it shall come to pass at eventide
There shall be light.' Lord, it hath come to pass.
As one day to the world so now to me
Thine advent. My dark eve is white as noon;
My year so sour and green is gold and red;
Mine eyes have seen Thy Goodness. All is done.

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Voluntaries

© Ralph Waldo Emerson

I.

Low and mournful be the strain,

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To Zo?

© Walter Savage Landor

Against the groaning mast I stand,
The Atlantic surges swell,
To bear me from my native land
And Zo?'s wild farewell.

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Child of a Day

© Walter Savage Landor

Child of a day, thou knowest not
The tears that overflow thy urn,
The gushing eyes that read thy lot,
Nor, if thou knewest, couldst return!

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At His Grave

© Alfred Austin

LEAVE me a little while alone,
Here at his grave that still is strown
With crumbling flower and wreath;
The laughing rivulet leaps and falls,
The thrush exults, the cuckoo calls,
And he lies hush’d beneath.

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A Sanitary Message

© Francis Bret Harte

Last night, above the whistling wind,

  I heard the welcome rain,--

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A Mother Showing The Portrait Of Her Child

© Jean Ingelow

(F.M.L.)

Living child or pictured cherub,

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"Vision of peace, Joy without stain"

© Robert Laurence Binyon

Vision of peace, Joy without stain,
That on my vext heart sweetly shinest,
Hast thou, too, known the touch of pain,
Cares and dark hours, when in vain
For thy lost quiet thou repinest?

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Transfiguration

© Louisa May Alcott

Mysterious death! who in a single hour
Life's gold can so refine
And by thy art divine
Change mortal weakness to immortal power!

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O, Have You Blessed, Behind The Stars

© William Ernest Henley

O, have you blessed, behind the stars,
  The blue sheen of the skies,
When June the roses round her calls? –
Then do you know the light that falls
  From her beloved eyes.

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The Frost-King - Song 1

© Louisa May Alcott

We are sending you, dear flowers
Forth alone to die,
Where your gentle sisters may not weep
O'er the cold graves where you lie;

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Rest

© George MacDonald

I.

When round the earth the Father's hands

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Peter Sinning And Repenting

© John Newton

When Peter boasted, soon he fell,
Yet was by grace restored;
His case should be regarded well
By all who fear the Lord.

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Madge Linsey, Or The Three Souls

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

Then by Madge Linsey's side knelt he a little while,
"So of our wilful sins pay we the toll.
Even as she were I, had I but followed her.
But the Lord succoured me saving my soul."

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Brittle Bones

© Robert Graves

Though I am an old man

  With my bones very brittle,