Smile poems
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Only Until This Cigarette Is Ended
© Edna St. Vincent Millay
Only until this cigarette is ended,
A little moment at the end of all,
The Earth's Shame
© Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Name not his deed: in shuddering and in haste
We dragged him darkly o'er the windy fell:
That night there was a gibbet in the waste,
And a new sin in hell.
Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book VI - Go-Harana - (Cattle-Lifting)
© Romesh Chunder Dutt
The conditions of the banishment of the sons of Pandu were hard. They
must pass twelve years in exile, and then they must remain a year in
concealment. If they were discovered within this last year, they must
go into exile for another twelve years.
A Dead March
© William Cosmo Monkhouse
PLAY me a march, low-tond and slowa march for a silent tread,
Fit for the wandering feet of one who dreams of the silent dead,
My Soulaccused meAnd I quailed
© Emily Dickinson
My Soulaccused meAnd I quailed
As Tongue of Diamond had reviled
All else accused meand I smiled
My Soulthat Morningwas My friend
Bande Mataram
© Sri Aurobindo
Mother, I bow to thee!
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with thy orchard gleams,
Cool with thy winds of delight,
Dark fields waving, Mother of might,
Mother free.
A Lover's Quarrel
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
And all through the riotous, ardent weather
We dreamed, and loved, and rejoiced together.
Poetry: A Metrical Essay, Read Before the Phi Beta Kappa Society, Harvard
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
Scenes of my youth! awake its slumbering fire!
Ye winds of Memory, sweep the silent lyre!
Ray of the past, if yet thou canst appear,
Break through the clouds of Fancyâs waning year;
Chase from her breast the thin autumnal snow,
If leaf or blossom still is fresh below!
Love
© George Moses Horton
Whilst tracing thy visage I sink in emotion,
For no other damsel so wond'rous I see;
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I think of no other, my true-love, but thee.
I Cast My Net Into The Sea
© Rabindranath Tagore
In the morning I cast my net into the sea.
I dragged up from the dark abyss things of strange aspect and strange beauty -- some shone like a smile, some glistened like tears, and some were flushed like the cheeks of a bride.
In an Almshouse
© Augusta Davies Webster
They said you were not pretty, owed your charm
to choice of ribbons from your father's shop,
but, as for me, I saw not if you wore
too many ribbons or too few, nor sought
what charms you had beyond that one I knew,
the kind and honest look in your grey eyes.
Present And Future
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Look, as a mother bending o'er her boy,
The sleeping boy that in her bosom lies,
Gazes upon him in a trance of joy
With earnest, infinitely tender eyes,
LInconnue
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
Is thy name Mary, maiden fair?
Such should, methinks, its music be;
The sweetest name that mortals bear
Were best befitting thee;
And she to whom it once was given,
Was half of earth and half of heaven.
To You.
© Arthur Henry Adams
SO you have come at last!
And we nestle, each in each,
As leans the pliant sea in the clean-curved limbs of her lover the beach;
Merged in each other quite,
Ralph Isham, 1753 And Later
© Eli Siegel
Know you him, O, him,
Who lived in those days?
He wore a gay coat,
And he stepped along, jauntily, jauntily,
Sonnet XIV: If Thou Must Love Me
© Elizabeth Barrett Browning
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
The Judgement Of The Poets
© William Cowper
Two nymphs, both nearly of an age,
Of numerous charms possessed,
A warm dispute once chanced to wage,
Whose temper was the best.
