Power poems
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Hellas: A Lyrical Drama
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
The curtain of the Universe
Is rent and shattered,
The splendour-wingèd worlds disperse
Like wild doves scattered.
Instruction
© James Montgomery
From heaven descend the drops of dew,
From heaven the gracious showers,
Satana.
© Arthur Henry Adams
SHE draws all men to serve her, and her lure
Is her pulsating human loveliness
The beauty of her bosom's rippling lines,
The passion pleading in her eyes, the pure
A Pangyre
© Benjamin Jonson
On the happy entrace of Iames, our Soveraigne, to His first high Session of Parliament in this his Kingdome, the 19 of March, 1603.
Licet toto nunc Helicone frui.
Only Serpents
© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
Only serpents let their skin be fallen
And a soul - all grown up and old.
We, alas, change an eternal soul,
Leaving body in eternal hold.
Esse Quam Videri
© Charles Mackay
The knightly legend on thy shield betrays
The moral of thy life; a forecast wise,
In War-Time: A Prayer Of The Understanding
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
Lo, this is night. Hast thou, oh sun, refused
Thy countenance, or is thy golden arm
The Rebel
© Henry Lawson
CALL ME traitor to my country and a rebel to my God.
And the foe of law and order, well deserving of the rod,
But I scorn the biassed sentence from the temples of the creed
That was fouled and mutilated by the ministers of greed,
For the strength that I inherit is the strength of Truth and Right;
Lords of earth! I am immortal in the battles cf the night!
The Prioresss Tale [from Chaucer]
© William Wordsworth
"Call up him who left half told
The story of Cambuscan bold."
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Book Tenth {Residence in France continued]
© William Wordsworth
IT was a beautiful and silent day
That overspread the countenance of earth,
In the Holy Nativity of Our Lord God : A Hymn Sung as by the Shepherds
© Richard Crashaw
COME, we shepherds whose blest sight
Hath met Love's noon in Nature's night ;
Come lift up our loftier song,
And wake the sun that lies too long.
Darkness
© George Gordon Byron
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
The Teares of the Muses
© Edmund Spenser
Nor since that faire Calliope did lose
Her loued Twinnes, the dearlings of her ioy,
Her Palici, whom her vnkindly foes
The fatall Sisters, did for spight destroy,
Whom all the Muses did bewaile long space;
Was euer heard such wayling in this place.
Careless Mathilda
© Ann Taylor
"AGAIN, Matilda, is your work undone!
Your scissors, where are they? your thimble, gone?
Your needles, pins, and thread and tapes all lost;
Your housewife here, and there your workbag toss'd.
Behram And Eddetma
© Madison Julius Cawein
Dazzled, six days he sat, a staring trance;
But on the seventh, casting stupor off,
Rose, and the straitness of the case that held
Him as with manacles of knitted fire,
Considered, and decided on a way....
