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Sonnet X. To Erskine
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
When British Freedom for an happier land
Spread her broad wings, that fluttered with affright,
Erskine! thy voice she heard, and paused her flight
Sublime of hope! For dreadless thou didst stand
St. Simon And St. Jude
© John Keble
Seest thou, how tearful and alone,
And drooping like a wounded dove,
The Cross in sight, but Jesus gone,
The widowed Church is fain to rove?
Summer Toils
© Kristijonas Donelaitis
"Of course, it is not nice for a gray-headed man,
To be shamed by the work of a young nincompoop,
When he intends to get more dollars for his pay,
And e'en is not ashamed to pry out more seed grain.
O what became of the bewhiskered Prussian days,
When hired help was so cheep and so obedient?
Stanza
© Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Urdu
Maata-e-loh-o-qalam chin gayi to kya ghum hai
K khun-e-dil men dubo li hain ungliyan mene
Zuban pe muhar lagi hai to kya ke rakh di hai
Har ek halqa-e-zanjeer men zubaan mene
Sonnet: Beauty Of Her Face
© Dante Alighieri
For certain he hath seen all perfectness
Who among other ladies hath seen mine:
Shes Just A Little Different
© George Ade
In a wood lived Brother Rabbit,
Of a most flirtatious habit,
Satyr VI. The Spleen
© Thomas Parnell
Give ore my wanton fancy now give ore
the clouds are gath'ring & anon they'le powr
the pleasures of my groves are fled away
the sacred silence & ye shiny day
what have you then to lull you in your play
Slender's Ghost
© William Shenstone
Beneath a churchyard yew,
Decay'd and worn with age,
At dusk of eve methought I spied
Poor Slender's Ghost, that whimpering cried,
"O sweet! O sweet Anne Page!"
Sonnett VI: A Nuptial Sleep
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
At length their long kiss severed, with sweet smart:
And as the last slow sudden drops are shed
Stonewall Jackson (Ascribed To A Virginian)
© Herman Melville
One man we claim of wrought reknown
Which not the North shall care to slur;
Sonnet Of Motherhood XLV
© Zora Bernice May Cross
Kiss me. Kiss her. The miracle is wrought
The simple beauty out of simple love
Mother and father, child and Godall One
Eternal trinity for ever sought.
O, blessed from her quiet place above,
Your mother kisses usa lifes work done.
Sonnet. "Like one who walketh in a plenteous land"
© Frances Anne Kemble
Like one who walketh in a plenteous land,
By flowing waters, under shady trees,
Sonnet Of Motherhood XXXI
© Zora Bernice May Cross
You are your mother, Dear, as I am mine.
And, as we slumber to our souls caress,
Those two who panged for us and weeping smiled,
Draw near and bind us in a peace divine.
O mother me; all else is comfortless
As painted lips above a dying child.
Scotch Song
© Charles Kingsley
Oh, forth she went like a braw, braw bride
To meet her winsome groom,
When she was aware of twa bonny birds
Sat biggin' in the broom.
Sonnett IV
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
HAST thou beheld a landscape dull and bare,
On which, at times, a flying gleam was shed
From some shy sunbeam shifting overhead,
That made the scene for one brief moment fair?
Sonnet XXII. To Simplicity
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
O! I do love thee, meek Simplicity!
For of thy lays the lulling simpleness
Goes to my heart, and soothes each small distress--
Distress tho' small, yet haply great to me!
Sharing Eve's Apple
© John Keats
1.
O Blush not so! O blush not so!
Or I shall think you knowing;
And if you smile the blushing while,
Then maidenheads are going.
Surprise
© Ted Hughes
Looking at cows in their high-roofy roomy
Windy home, mid-afternoon idling,
Late winter, near spring, the fields not greening,
The wind North-East and sickening, the hay
Smyrna
© John Newton
The message first to Smyrna sent,
A message full of grace;
To all the Saviour's flock is meant,
In every age and place.
