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Sonnet XXV: False Hope Prolongs

© Samuel Daniel

False hope prolongs my ever certain grief,

Trait'rous to me and faithful to my love;

Said the Kaiser to the Spy

© Henry Lawson

Now tell me what can England do?

Said the Kaiser to the Spy.

Song I

© Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski

Dear people, swelled in fool's wisdom
And clinging to error so fanciful,
To the skies, adorned in hosts of fair stars,
Look up - and make bright your dimlit minds!

September

© Aldous Huxley

Spring is past and over these many days,

Spring and summer. The leaves of September droop,

Spring Visit to Chien-Tang Lake

© Bai Juyi

North of Solitary Mountain Temple
and west of Chia Pavilion
the water's surface is flattened
by the wet feet of clouds.

Shadow And Shade

© Allen Tate

The shadow streamed into the wall-
The wall, break-shadow in the blast;
We lingered wordless while a tall
Shade enclouded the shadow's cast.

Seen By The Waits

© Thomas Hardy

Through snowy woods and shady
We went to play a tune
To the lonely manor-lady
By the light of the Christmas moon.

Sonnet XXXIV. Life And Death. 6.

© Christopher Pearse Cranch

So, heralded by Reason, Faith may tread
The darkened vale, the dolorous paths of night,
In the great thought secure that life and light
Flow from the Soul of all, who, with the dead

Spring Song In The City

© William Cosmo Monkhouse

WHO remains in London,

In the streets with me,

Sonnet: Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire

© Rupert Brooke

Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire
Of watching you; and swing me suddenly
Into the shade and loneliness and mire
Of the last land! There, waiting patiently,

Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.

Sleeping Out: Full Moon

© Rupert Brooke

They sleep within. . . .
I cower to the earth, I waking, I only.
High and cold thou dreamest, O queen, high-dreaming and lonely.

Stella And Flavia.

© Mary Barber

Stella and Flavia, ev'ry Hour,
Unnumber'd Hearts surprize:
In Stella's Soul lies all her Pow'r,
And Flavia's, in her Eyes.

Safety

Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest
He who has found our hid security,
Assured in the dark tides of the world that rest,
And heard our word, 'Who is so safe as we?'

Success

I think if you had loved me when I wanted;
If I'd looked up one day, and seen your eyes,
And found my wild sick blasphemous prayer granted,
And your brown face, that's full of pity and wise,

Seaside

Swiftly out from the friendly lilt of the band,
The crowd's good laughter, the loved eyes of men,
I am drawn nightward; I must turn again
Where, down beyond the low untrodden strand,