Smile poems
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Skirt, My Pretty Name
© Crosbie Lynn
and the space between my name and myself grows larger until... .- Rosalie Sings Alone
Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story
© Isabella Valancy Crawford
Part IA silver ring that he had beaten outFrom that same sacred coin--first well-priz'd wageFor boyish labour, kept thro' many years
The Task: from Book V: The Winter Morning Walk
© William Cowper
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orbAscending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds,That crowd away before the driving wind,More ardent as the disk emerges more,Resemble most some city in a blaze,Seen through the leafless wood
The Task: from Book IV: The Winter Evening
© William Cowper
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge,That with its wearisome but needful lengthBestrides the wintry flood, in which the moonSees her unwrinkled face reflected bright,He comes, the herald of a noisy world,With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;News from all nations lumb'ring at his back
Presentiment
© Hartley Coleridge
Something has my heart to saySomething on my brest does weighThat when I would full fain be gay Still pulls me back.
Give my Regards to Broadway
© Cohan George M.
Did you ever see two Yankees part upon a foreign shoreWhen the good ship's just about to start for Old New York once more?With a tear-dimmed eye they say goodbye, they're friends without a doubt;When the man on the pier shouts, "Let them clear!", as the ship strikes out
The Triumph of Love
© Govinda Krishna Chettur
Dearest, and yet more dear than I can tell In these poor halting rhymes, when, word by word, You spell the passion that your beauty stirredSwiftly to flame, and holds me as a spell,You will not think he writeth "ill" or "well", Nor question make of the fond truths averred, But Love, of that, by Love's self charactered, A perfect understanding shall impel
I Remember, I Remember
© Cary Phoebe
I remember, I remember, The house where I was wed,And the little room from which, that night, My smiling bride was led;She didn't come a wink too soon, Nor make too long a stay;But now I often wish her folks Had kept the girl away!
I remember, I remember, Her dresses, red and white
A Capital Ship for an Ocean Trip
© Charles Edward Carryl
A capital ship for an ocean trip Was "The Walloping Window-blind;"No gale that blew dismayed her crew Or troubled the captain's mind
A Lilliputian Ode on their Majesties Accession
© Henry Carey
Smile, smile,Blest Isle!Grief past,(At last)HalcyonComes on
Manfred: Incantation
© George Gordon Byron
When the moon is on the wave, And the glow-worm in the grass,And the meteor on the grave, And the wisp on the morass;When the falling stars are shooting,And the answer'd owls are hooting,And the silent leaves are stillIn the shadow of the hill,Shall my soul be upon thine,With a power and with a sign
