Smile poems
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A March In The Ranks, Hard-prest
© Walt Whitman
A march in the ranks hard-prest, and the road unknown;
A route through a heavy wood, with muffled steps in the darkness;
Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair
© Stephen C. Foster
I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air;
Revelation
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Still, as of old, in Beavor's Vale,
O man of God! our hope and faith
The Elements and Stars assail,
And the awed spirit holds its breath,
Blown over by a wind of death.
The Destroying Spirit
© Louisa Stuart Costello
I sit upon the rocks that frown
Above the rapid Nile;
The Refuge
© Katharine Tynan
I will lift mine eyes to the mountains,
To the mountains whence cometh my aid;
I shall drink of the Mercy's crystal fountains,
And shall not be afraid.
The Portrait Of A Child
© Victor Marie Hugo
And by their flame so pure and bright,
We see how lately those sweet eyes
Have wandered down from Paradise,
And still are lingering in its light.
The Withering Of The Boughs
© William Butler Yeats
I cried when the moon was murmuring to the birds:
'Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will,
The Bereaved One
© Henry Kendall
She sleepsand I see through a shadowy haze,
Where the hopes of the past and the dreams that I cherished
Youths End
© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
I HAVE held my life too high,
Spring and harvest, love and laughter, smile and sigh.
Wants
© Edith Wharton
WE women want too many things;
And first we call for happiness, -
The careless boon the hour brings,
The smile, the song, and the caress.
Sonnet IX
© Caroline Norton
TO THE COUNTESS HELÉNE ZAVADOWSKY.
WHEN our young Queen put on her rightful crown
In Gothic Westminster's long-hallow'd walls,
The eye upon no lovelier sight look'd down
The Last Ride Together (after Browning)
© James Kenneth Stephen
(From Her Point of View)
When I had firmly answered 'No',
Paraphrases From Scriptures.
© Helen Maria Williams
Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should
not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yea,
they may forget, yet will I not forget thee.
After While. A Poem Of Faith
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
I THINK that though the clouds be dark,
That though the waves dash o'er the bark.
Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Spanish Jew's Tale; The Legend of Rabbi Ben Levi
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Rabbi Ben Levi, on the Sabbath, read
A volume of the Law, in which it said,
"No man shall look upon my face and live."
And as he read, he prayed that God would give
His faithful servant grace with mortal eye
To look upon His face and yet not die.
Sir Wilfrid Laurier -- Diplomatist
© Alexander MacGregor Rose
I live on Canada en Bas -
De fines' lan' you see -
An' Oncle Sam, a fr'en of mine,
He live nex' door to me.
Paradise Lost : Book VIII.
© John Milton
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear
So charming left his voice, that he a while
The Crystal Cabinet
© William Blake
The Maiden caught me in the wild,
Where I was dancing merrily;
She put me into her Cabinet,
And lock'd me up with a golden key.
