Power poems

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Ode to Walt Whitman

© Federico Garcia Lorca

By the East River and the Bronx
boys were singing, exposing their waists
with the wheel, with oil, leather, and the hammer.
Ninety thousand miners taking silver from the rocks
and children drawing stairs and perspectives.

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The Voyage Of St. Brendan A.D. 545 - The Voyage

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

At length the long-expected morning came,
When from the opening arms of that wild bay,
Beneath the hill that bears my humble name,
Over the waves we took our untracked way;

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Book Eighth: Retrospect--Love Of Nature Leading To Love Of Man

© William Wordsworth

WHAT sounds are those, Helvellyn, that are heard

Up to thy summit, through the depth of air

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SONNET. To Patience

© Henry King

Down stormy passions, down; no more
Let your rude waves invade the shore
Where blushing reason sits and hides
Her from the fury of your tides.

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A Tale Of Society As It Is: From Facts, 1811

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.
She was an aged woman; and the years
Which she had numbered on her toilsome way
Had bowed her natural powers to decay.

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Of The Nature Of Things: Book VI - Part 02 - Great Meteorological Phenomena, Etc

© Lucretius

And so in first place, then

With thunder are shaken the blue deeps of heaven,

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To The Companions

© Rudyard Kipling

How comes it that, at even-tide,
When level beams should show most truth,
Man, failing, takes unfailing pride
In memories of his frolic youth?

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The First Booke Of Qvodlibets

© Robert Hayman


Though my best lines no dainty things affords,
My worst haue in them some thing else then words.

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Story-Time

© Edgar Albert Guest

  "TELL us a story," comes the cry

  From little lips when nights are cold,

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The Brus Book XVIII

© John Barbour

[Edward Bruce marches toward Dundalk; he debates whether to fight]

Bot he that rest anoyit ay

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The Place Where The Rainbow Ends

© Paul Laurence Dunbar

THERE'S a fabulous story

Full of splendor and glory,

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Hermes

© Francis Thompson

Soothsay.  Behold, with rod twy-serpented,

Hermes the prophet, twining in one power

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The Lamp Post

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Laugh your best, O blazoned forests,
  Me ye shall not shift or shame
With your beauty: here among you
  Man hath set his spear of flame.

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See Where The Thames, The Purest Stream

© William Cowper

See where the Thames, the purest stream
That wavers to the noon-day beam,
Divides the vale below;
While like a vein of liquid ore
His waves enrich the happy shore,
Still shining as they flow.

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Book First [Introduction-Childhood and School Time]

© William Wordsworth

OH there is blessing in this gentle breeze,

A visitant that while it fans my cheek

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Adam: A Sacred Drama. Act 1.

© William Cowper

Adam, arise, since I do thee impart
A spirit warm from my benignant breath:
Arise, arise, first man,
And joyous let the world
Embrace its living miniature in thee!

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The Secret Key

© George Essex Evans

There is a magic kingdom of strange powers,

Thought-hidden, lit by other stars than ours;

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Scenes In London I - Piccadilly

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

THE sun is on the crowded street,
It kindles those old towers;
Where England's noblest memories meet,
Of old historic hours.

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The Blessing

© Charles Baudelaire

Since I must be chosen among all women that are
To bear the lifetime's grudge of a sullen husband,
And since I cannot get rid of this caricature,
-Fling it away like old letters to be burned,

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Italy : 33. The Campagna Of Rome

© Samuel Rogers

Have none appeared as tillers of the ground,
None since They went -- as though it still were theirs,
And they might come and claim their own again?
Was the last plough a Roman's?