Peace poems

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Amours De Voyage, Canto II

© Arthur Hugh Clough

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Mary has seen thus far.-I am really so angry, Louisa,-
Quite out of patience, my dearest! What can the man be intending?
I am quite tired; and Mary, who might bring him to in a moment,
Lets him go on as he likes, and neither will help nor dismiss him.

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Sonnet XXXII: Equal Troth

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Not by one measure mayst thou mete our love;

For how should I be loved as I love thee?—

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The Ring And The Book - Chapter I - The Ring And The Book

© Robert Browning

DO you see this Ring?

  ’Tis Rome-work, made to match

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The Lady Of La Garaye - Conclusion

© Caroline Norton

PEACE to their ashes! Far away they lie,
Among their poor, beneath the equal sky.
Among their poor, who blessed them ere they went
For all the loving help and calm content.

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The Ship That Never Returned

© Henry Clay Work

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 On a summer's day while the waves were rippling, with a quiet and a gentle breeze;

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The Borough. Letter V: The Election

© George Crabbe

YES, our Election's past, and we've been free,

Somewhat as madmen without keepers be;

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On A Good Man (From The Greek)

© William Cowper

Traveller, regret not me; for thou shalt find

Just cause of sorrow none in my decease,

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The Common Joys

© Edgar Albert Guest

THESE joys are free to all who live

The rich and poor, the great and low:

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A Treatise On Poetry: IV Natura

© Czeslaw Milosz


The garden of Nature opens.
The grass at the threshold is green.
And an almond tree begins to bloom.

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Hymn XIV: Happy the Man That Finds the Grace

© Charles Wesley

Happy the man that finds the grace,
The blessing of God's chosen race,
The wisdom coming from above,
The faith that sweetly works by love.

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Of Public Spirit In Regard To Public Works: An Epistle, To His Royal Highness Frederick Prince of Wa

© Richard Savage

Great Hope of Britain!-Here the Muse essays
A theme, which, to attempt alone, is praise.
Be Her's a zeal of Public Spirit known!
A princely zeal!-a spirit all your own!

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Father Forgive Them

© John Newton

Father, forgive (the Saviour said)
They know not what they do:
His heart was moved when thus he prayed
For me, my friends, and you.

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Elegy XXII. Written in the Year ----, When the Rights of Sepulture Were So Frequently Violated

© William Shenstone

Say, gentle Sleep! that lov'st the gloom of night,
Parent of dreams! thou great Magician! say,
Whence my late vision thus endures the light,
Thus haunts my fancy through the glare of day?

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Peddling Round the World

© Henry Lawson

When at first in foreign parts

  Was her flag unfurled,

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Gotham - Book II

© Charles Churchill

How much mistaken are the men who think

That all who will, without restraint may drink,

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Love's Suicide

© Edith Nesbit

Le jeu ne vaut pas la chandelle.

THIS treasure of love, these passion-flowers,

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Ovid In Exile, At Tomis, In Bessarabia, Near The Mouths Of The Danube

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Deep lies the snow, and neither the sun nor the rain can dissolve
it;
  Boreas hardens it still, makes it forever remain.

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Ich Glaub Nicht An Den Himmel

© Heinrich Heine

I don’t believe in Heaven,

Whose peace the preacher cites:

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The Old Cumberland Beggar

© William Wordsworth

. I saw an aged Beggar in my walk;

  And he was seated, by the highway side,

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The Southern Scourge

© Julia A Moore

The yellow fever was raging,

 Down in the sunny south;