Poems begining by S
/ page 115 of 287 /Sir Lark and King Sun
© George MacDonald
"Good morrow, my lord!" in the sky alone
Sang the lark as the sun ascended his throne.
"Shine on me, my lord: I only am come,
Of all your servants, to welcome you home!
I have shot straight up, a whole hour, I swear,
To catch the first gleam of your golden hair."
Stray Birds 41 - 50
© Rabindranath Tagore
41
THE trees,
like the longings of the earth,
stand a-tiptoe to peep at the heaven.
Stanzas To - - - -
© Emily Jane Brontë
Well, some may hate, and some may scorn,
And some may quite forget thy name;
Seven Years
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Seven years have flown like seven days,
Like seven days of shining weather,
Since we, forsaking single ways,
Trod earth and faced the skies together.
Sonnet XLIII: Thou Canst Not Die
© Samuel Daniel
Thou canst not die whilst any zeal abound
In feeling hearts that can conceive these lines;
Stanzas Subjoined To The Yearly Bill Of Mortality Of The Parish Of All-Saints, Northampton. Anno Dom
© William Cowper
Could I, from Heaven inspired, as sure presage
To whom the rising year shall prove his last,
As I can number in my punctual page,
And item down the victims of the past;
Song.I will not ask
© Louisa Stuart Costello
I will not ask one glance from thee,
Lest, fondly, I should linger yet,
And all thy scorn and cruelty
In that entrancing glance forget.
Song From The Waters
© Thomas Lovell Beddoes
Act I, scene iv, lines 259-72
The swallow leaves her nest,
Southampton Water
© William Lisle Bowles
Smooth went our boat upon the summer seas,
Leaving, for so it seemed, the world behind,
Sonnet 143: "Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch..."
© William Shakespeare
Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
One of her feather'd creatures broke away,
Science
© Robinson Jeffers
Man, introverted man, having crossed
In passage and but a little with the nature of things this latter
Sinners, Obey the Gospel-Word!
© Charles Wesley
Sinners, obey the gospel-word!
Haste to the supper of my Lord!
Be wise to know your gracious day;
All things are ready, come away!
Saint Peter
© Henry Lawson
Now, I think there is a likeness 'twixt St Peter's life and mine
For he did a lot of trampin' long ago in Palestine
He was 'union' when the workers first began to organize
And I'm glad that old St Peter keeps the gate of Paradise
Sonnet 43: Fair Eyes, Sweet Lips
© Sir Philip Sidney
Fair eyes, sweet lips, dear heart, that foolish I
Could hope by Cupid's help on you to prey;
Since to himself he doth your gifts apply,
As his main force, choice sport, and easeful stay.
Stew Much
© Sukumar Ray
A duck once met a porcupine ; they formed a corporation
Which called itself a Porcuduck ( a beastly conjugation ! ).
A stork to a turtle said, "Let's put my head upon your torso ;
We who are so pretty now, as Stortle would be more so !"
Sic Vita
© Henry King
Like to the falling of a star,
Or as the flights of eagles are,
Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue,
Or silver drops of morning dew,