Peace poems

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Annus Memorabilis : Written in Commemoration of His Majesty's Happy Recovery

© William Cowper

I ransack'd for a theme of song,

Much ancient chronicle, and long;

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The Kalevala - Rune X

© Elias Lönnrot

ILMARINEN FORGES THE SAMPO.


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A King's Soliloquy [On the Night of His Funeral]

© Thomas Hardy

From the slow march and muffled drum,
 And crowds distrest,
And book and bell, at length I have come
 To my full rest.

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In War-Time A Psalm Of The Heart

© Sydney Thompson Dobell

Scourge us as Thou wilt, oh Lord God of Hosts;
Deal with us, Lord, according to our transgressions;
But give us Victory!
Victory, victory! oh, Lord, victory!
Oh, Lord, victory! Lord, Lord, victory!

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Parody On The Recorder’s Speech To His Grace The Duke Of Ormond, 4th July, 1711

© Jonathan Swift

An ancient metropolis, famous of late
For opposing the Church, and for nosing the State,
For protecting sedition and rejecting order,
Made the following speech by their mouth, the Recorder:
First, to tell you the name of this place of renown,
Some still call it Dublin, but most Forster's town.

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To the Earl of Warwick, On the Death of Mr. Addison

© Thomas Tickell

.  If, dumb too long, the drooping Muse hath stay'd,

 And left her debt to Addison unpaid;

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The Kalevala - Rune XLII

© Elias Lönnrot

CAPTURE OF THE SAMPO.


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Eclogue the Second Hassan

© William Taylor Collins

SCENE, the Desert TIME, Mid-day

10   In silent horror o'er the desert-waste

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Hope

© William Cowper

Ask what is human life -- the sage replies,

With disappointment lowering in his eyes,

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Battle Of Hastings - II

© Thomas Chatterton

OH Truth! immortal daughter of the skies,

Too lyttle known to wryters of these daies,

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The Female Martyr

© John Greenleaf Whittier

"BRING out your dead!" The midnight street

Heard and gave back the hoarse, low call;

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Gibeon

© John Newton

When Joshua, by God's command,
Invaded Canaan's guilty land;
Gibeon, unlike the nations round,
Submission made and mercy found.

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I've roamed the wide world over,

© Alaric Alexander Watts

I've roamed the wide world over,

From Indus to the Pole;

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Still The Mind Smiles

© Robinson Jeffers

Still the mind smiles at its own rebellions,

Knowing all the while that civilization and the other evils

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David And Goliath. A Sacred Drama

© Hannah More

Great Lord of all things! Power divine!
Breathe on this erring heart of mine
  Thy grace serene and pure:
Defend my frail, my erring youth,
And teach me this important truth--
  The humble are secure!

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The Kalevala - Rune XLIX

© Elias Lönnrot

RESTORATION OF THE SUN AND MOON.


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The Revolt Of Islam: Canto I-XII

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

There is no danger to a man, that knows
What life and death is: there's not any law
Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful
That he should stoop to any other law.
-Chapman.

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Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ]

© William Wordsworth

  What wonder, then, if, to a mind so far
Perverted, even the visible Universe
Fell under the dominion of a taste 
Less spiritual, with microscopic view
Was scanned, as I had scanned the moral world?

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The Sign

© Frederic Manning

We are here in a wood of little beeches:  

And the leaves are like black lace  

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John Underhill

© John Greenleaf Whittier

A score of years had come and gone
Since the Pilgrims landed on Plymouth stone,
When Captain Underhill, bearing scars
From Indian ambush and Flemish wars,
Left three-hilled Boston and wandered down,
East by north, to Cocheco town.