Smile poems

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Inheritance

© Mary Thacher Higginson

WE wondered why he always turned aside

When mirth and gladness filled the brimming days:

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Old Dog Tray

© Stephen C. Foster

THE morn of life is past,
And ev'ning comes at last;
  It brings me a dream of a once happy day,
Of merry forms I've seen

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Doubting Heart

© Adelaide Anne Procter

WHERE are the swallows fled?  

 Frozen and dead,  

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Celia To Damon

© Matthew Prior

What can I say? What Arguments can prove
My Truth? What Colors can describe my Love?
If it's Excess and Fury be not known,
In what Thy Celia has already done?

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Oh! Had I the Wings of a Bird

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

Oh! had I the wings of a bird,

 To soar through the blue, sunny sky,

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The Soul’s Mutiny

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

I saw a galley passing to the West,
Its silken sails aglow as if with blood,
When the red sun dropped down into his nest,
And hurled his level spears across the flood.

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Eighteenth Sunday After Trinity

© John Keble

It is so-ope thine eyes, and see -
  What viewest thou all around?
A desert, where iniquity
  And knowledge both abound.

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Lines -- for Berkshire Jubilee, Aug. 23, 1844

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

Come back to your mother, ye children, for shame,
Who have wandered like truants for riches or fame!
With a smile on her face, and a sprig in her cap,
She calls you to feast from her bountiful lap.

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Golden Dell

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

BEYOND our moss-grown pathway lies
A dell so fair, to genial eyes,
It dawns an ever-fresh surprise!

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The Telegraph Clerk

© Anonymous

Sitting here by my desk all day,
Hearing the constant click
As the messages speed on their way,
And the call comes sharp and quick--

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The Yew-Berry

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore

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  I call this idle history the ‘Berry of the Yew;

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Voices Of The Night : The Light Of Stars

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The night is come, but not too soon; 

  And sinking silently, 

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Tale II

© George Crabbe

frame.
Yes! old and grieved, and trembling with decay,
Was Allen landing in his native bay,
Willing his breathless form should blend with

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The Spanish Dancer

© Rainer Maria Rilke

As on all its sides a kitchen-match darts white
flickering tongues before it bursts into flame:
with the audience around her, quickened, hot,
her dance begins to flicker in the dark room.

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England

© Thomas Bailey Aldrich

While men pay reverence to mighty things,

They must revere thee, thou blue-cinctured isle

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A Portrait

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Fair faces crowd on Christmas night
  Like seven suns a-row,
But all beyond is the wolfish wind
  And the crafty feet of the snow.

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Morning in the Bush

© Henry Kendall

Above the skirts of yellow clouds,

The god-like Sun, arrayed

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Prologue To The Second Part Of Henry IV

© Henry James Pye

AS ALTERED FROM SHAKESPEAR, BY THE REV. DR. VALPY, AND PERFORMED BY THE YOUNG GENTLEMEN OF READING SCHOOL.


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Rhymed Plea For Tolerance - Prefatory Dialogue

© John Kenyon

  Ye, thus who write in spite of critic law,
  How had their satire kept your freaks in awe!
  And, to sole sway controlling her pretence,
  Bound Fancy down to compromise with Sense!

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Christina

© Louis MacNeice

It all began so easy
With bricks upon the floor
Building motley houses
And knocking down your houses
And always building more.