Smile poems

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Rose Mary

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Of her two fights with the Beryl-stone

Lost the first, but the second won.

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The Death Of Adam

© Robert Laurence Binyon

Cedars, that high upon the untrodden slopes
Of Lebanon stretch out their stubborn arms,
Through all the tempests of seven hundred years
Fast in their ancient place, where they look down

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Words

© Madison Julius Cawein

I cannot tell what I would tell thee,
  What I would say, what thou shouldst hear:
Words of the soul that should compell thee,
  Words of the heart to draw thee near.

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The Garden Of Gethsemane

© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

The place is fair and tranquil, Judaea’s cloudless sky
Smiles down on distant mountain, on glade and valley nigh,
And odorous winds bring fragrance from palm-tops darkly green,
And olive trees whose branches wave softly o’er the scene.

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The Guardian Angels

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

A Ballad

Father John in the green lane went

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To June. Written After An Ungenial May

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

I'll heed no more the poet's lay-
His false-fond song shall charm no more-
My heart henceforth shall but adore
The real, not the misnamed May.

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Ode To The Moon

© Thomas Hood

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Mother of light! how fairly dost thou go
Over those hoary crests, divinely led!—
Art thou that huntress of the silver bow,

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Svanhvit's Colloquy

© Per Daniel Amadeus Atterbom

  What countless paths wind down, from divers points,
  To yonder city gates!--Oh, wilt not thou,
  My star, appear to me on one of them?
  Whate'er I said,--thou art my worshiped sun.
  Then pardon me;--thou art not cold; oh, no!
  Too warm, too glowing warm, art thou for me.

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Laus Virginitatis

© Arthur Symons

The mirror of men's eyes delights me less,
mirror, than the friend I find in thee;
Thou loves!:, as I love, my loveliness,
Thou givest my beauty back to me.

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The Little White Sun

© Annie Campbell Huestis

THE sky had a gray, gray face,
The touch of the mist was chill,
The earth was an eerie place,
For the wind moaned over the hill;
But the brown earth laughed, and the sky turned blue,
When the little white sun came peeping through.

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The Drunkard

© Charles Harpur

Disease was lurking in the cup!

Disastrous folly mantling there!

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Love's Reveller.

© Robert Crawford

Hard have you won her, and must hold as fast!
She is Love's reveller — those tawny eyes
Are up and down still in warm passion cast,
And woe betide the soul whom they surprise!

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When Christmas Comes

© Virna Sheard

For thee, my small one--trinkets and new toys,
The wine of life and all its keenest joys,
  When Christmas comes.
For me, the broken playthings of the past
That in my folded hands I still hold fast,
  When Christmas comes.

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When We Understand The Plan

© Edgar Albert Guest

I reckon when the world we leave
And cease to smile and cease to grieve,
When each of us shall quit the strife
And drop the working tools of life,
Somewhere, somehow, we'll come to find
Just what our Maker had in mind.

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Unphilosophic

© Edgar Albert Guest

Let philosophers say that it's all for the best
No matter what happens awry,
I defy one to smile who spills pie on his vest,
Especially loose pumpkin pie.

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The Poet's Song

© Archibald Lampman


There came no change from week to week
  On all the land, but all one way,
Like ghosts that cannot touch nor speak,
  Day followed day.

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The Arctic Lover

© William Cullen Bryant

Gone is the long, long winter night;

  Look, my beloved one!

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A Book of Dreams: Part II

© George MacDonald

A great church in an empty square,
 A place of echoing tones;
Feet pass not oft enough to wear
 The grass between the stones.

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A Deepe Groane Fetch'd at the Funerall of that incomparable and Glorious Monarch, CHARLES THE FIRST

© Henry King

To speak our Griefes as full over thy Tombe

(Great Soul) we should be Thunder-struck, and dumbe:

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The House By The Side Of The Road

© Sam Walter Foss

There are hermit souls that live withdrawn

In the place of their self-content;