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The Woman

© Harriet Monroe

Go sleep, my sweetierestrest!
Oh soft little hand on mother's breast!
Oh soft little lipsthe din's mos' gone-
Over and done, my dearie one!

The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 13

© William Langland

And I awaked therwith, witlees nerhande,

And as a freke that fey were, forth gan I walke

Solomon on the Vanity of the World, A Poem. In Three Books. - Knowledge. Book I.

But, O! ere yet original man was made,
Ere the foundations of this earth were laid,
It was opponent to our search ordain'd,
That joy still sought should never be attain'd:
This sad experience cites me to reveal,
And what I dictate is from what I feel.

Conclusion Of A Letter To The Rev. Mr. C---.

© Mary Barber

'Tis Time to conclude; for I make it a Rule,
To leave off all Writing, when Con. comes from School.
He dislikes what I've written, and says, I had better
To send what he calls a poetical Letter.

Problems

© Madison Julius Cawein

Man's are the learnings of his books-
What is all knowledge that he knows
Beside the wit of winding brooks,
The wisdom of the summer rose!

Elegy XV. In Memory of a Private Family in Worcestershire

© William Shenstone

From a lone tower, with reverend ivy crown'd,
The pealing bell awaked a tender sigh;
Still, as the village caught the waving sound,
A swelling tear distream'd from every eye.

Moonlight

© John Kenyon

Not alway from the lessons of the schools,

Taught evermore by those who trust them not,

The Four Ages of Man

© Anne Bradstreet

1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage,
1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age.
1.3 The first: son unto Phlegm, grand-child to water,
1.4 Unstable, supple, moist, and cold's his Nature.

The Art Of War. Book I.

© Henry James Pye

I'll paint the cruel arm from Bayonne nam'd,
Where savage art a new destruction fram'd,
Their powers combin'd where fire and steel impart,
And point a double wound at every heart.

A Worldly Death-Bed

© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

Hush! speak in accents soft and low,

And treat with careful stealth

Decaying Lambskins

© Robinson Jeffers

After all, we also stand on a height. Our blood and our culture

have passed the flood-marks of any world

The Meeting Of The Dryads

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

IT was not many centuries since,
When, gathered on the moonlit green,
Beneath the Tree of Liberty,
A ring of weeping sprites was seen.

Tame Xenia.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

THE Epigrams bearing the title of XENIA were written
by Goethe and Schiller together, having been first occasioned by
some violent attacks made on them by some insignificant writers.
They are extremely numerous, but scarcely any of them could be translated
into English. Those here given are merely presented as a specimen.

On A Change Of Masters At A Great Public School

© George Gordon Byron

WHERE are those honours, Ida! once yow own,
When Probus fill'd your magisterial throne?
As ancient Rome, fast falling to disgrace,
Hail'd a barbarian in her Cæsar's place,

Starting From Paumanok

© Walt Whitman

Of earth, rocks, Fifth-month flowers, experienced-stars, rain, snow,
my amaze;
Having studied the mocking-bird's tones, and the mountainhawk's,
And heard at dusk the unrival'd one, the hermit thrush from the
swamp-cedars,
Solitary, singing in the West, I strike up for a New World.

The Slavery Of Greece

Unrivall'd Greece! thou ever honor'd name,
Thou nurse of heroes dear to deathless fame!
Though now to worth, to honor all unknown,
Thy lustre faded, and thy glories flown;
Yet still shall Memory, with reverted eye,
Trace thy past worth, and view thee with a sigh.

The Vanity of Human Wishes: The Tenth Satire of Juvenal, Imitated by Samuel Johnson

Yet still the gen'ral Cry the Skies assails
And Gain and Grandeur load the tainted Gales;
Few know the toiling Statesman's Fear or Care,
Th' insidious Rival and the gaping Heir.