Power poems

 / page 101 of 324 /
star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Hymn

© Charles Kingsley

Accept this building, gracious Lord,
No temple though it be;
We raised it for our suffering kin,
And so, Good Lord, for Thee.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Red Rock Camp

© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

A TALE OF EARLY COLORADO.
My simple story is of those times ere the magic power of steam
First whirled the traveller o’er the plains with the swiftness of a dream,
Reducing to a few days’ time the journey of many a week,
That fell of old to the miner’s lot ere he ”sighted“ tall Pikes Peak.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Good Tidings; Or News From The Farm

© Robert Bloomfield

Where's the Blind Child, so admirably fair,

With guileless dimples, and with flaxen hair

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Epitaph: On the Reverend Mr. Penrose

© Hannah More

If social manners, if the gentlest mind,
If zeal for God, and love for human kind,
If all the charities which life endear,
May claim affection, or demand a tear,
Then, o'er Penrose's venerable urn
Domestic love may weep, and friendship mourn.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Severance

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

AH! who call tell how strong the tie
Which subtly binds us, heart to heart,
Till the dark master, Death, comes nigh,
To wrench our kindred lives apart?

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Care-Free Youth

© Edgar Albert Guest

The skies are blue and the sun is out

  and the grass is green and soft

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

On Sending My Son, As A Present, To Dr. Swift, Dean Of St. Patrick's, On His Birth--Day.

© Mary Barber

A richer Present I design,
A finish'd Form, of Work divine,
Surpassing all the Power of Art,
A thinking Head, and grateful Heart,
An Heart, that hopes, one Day, to show
How much we to the Drapier owe.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Bride Of The Nile - Act I

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt


Act I Governor's Palace at Alexandria.
Act II Garden House of the Makawkas at On.
Act III On the Banks of the Nile. Time, th Century, A.D.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Requital

© John Greenleaf Whittier

As Islam's Prophet, when his last day drew

Nigh to its close, besought all men to say

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Who Knows How Mother Plays

© Swami Vivekananda

Perchance a prophet thou-

Who knows? Who dares touch

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Olney Hymn 23: Pleading For And With Youth

© William Cowper

Sin has undone our wretched race;
But Jesus has restored,
And brought the sinner face to face
With his forgiving Lord.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

A Dead Letter

© Henry Austin Dobson

I DREW it from its china tomb;—  

 It came out feebly scented  

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The King and the Sea

© Rudyard Kipling

After His Realms and States were moved
To bare their hearts to the King they loved,
Tendering themselves in homage and devotion,
The Tide Wave up the Channel spoke
To all those eager, exultant folk:-
"Hear now what Man was given you by the Ocean!

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle

© William Wordsworth


  Alas! the impassioned minstrel did not know
  How, by Heaven's grace, this Clifford's heart was framed:
  How he, long forced in humble walks to go,
  Was softened into feeling, soothed, and tamed.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

In Memoriam XXX

© Alfred Tennyson

With trembling fingers did we weave

  The holly round the Christmas hearth;

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Adversaries

© Robert Laurence Binyon

Who are these that meet
At random in the street?
Adversaries! Yet they
Make no sign nor stay.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Georgic 2

© Publius Vergilius Maro

Thus far the tilth of fields and stars of heaven;

Now will I sing thee, Bacchus, and, with thee,

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Love Sonnets

© Charles Harpur

How beautiful doth the morning rise
  O’er the hills, as from her bower a bride
  Comes brightened—blushing with the shame-faced pride
Of love that now consummated supplies

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Believer's Safety

© John Newton

Incarnate God! the soul that knows
Thy name's mysterious power
Shall dwell in undisturbed repose,
Nor fear the trying hour.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

To The Memory Of Mrs. Lefroy Who Died Dec: 16 -- My Birthday.

© Jane Austen

Angelic Woman! past my power to praise
In Language meet, thy Talents, Temper, mind.
Thy solid Worth, they captivating Grace!-
Thou friend and ornament of Humankind!-