Smile poems
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The Bells
© Guillaume Apollinaire
My gipsy beau my lover
Hear the bells above us
We loved passionately
Thinking none could see us
Free Will And Fate
© Alfred Austin
`What is it rules thy singing season?
`What is it rules thy singing season?
Instinct, that diviner Reason,
To which the wish to know seemeth a sort of treason.'
The Vanities Of Life
© John Clare
Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.--_Solomon_
What are life's joys and gains?
Metrical Letter, Written From London.
© Robert Southey
Margaret! my Cousin!--nay, you must not smile;
I love the homely and familiar phrase;
Secrets
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
LIFE has dark secrets; and the hearts are few
That treasure not some sorrow from the world-
The Pregnant Comment
© James Russell Lowell
Opening one day a book of mine,
I absent, Hester found a line
Praised with a pencil-mark, and this
She left transfigured with a kiss.
Tamerton Church-Tower, Or, First Love
© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore
III.
You paint a leaflet, here and there;
And not the blossom: tell
What mysteries of good and fair
These blazon'd letters spell.
A Memory
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Here, while the loom of Winter weaves
The shroud of flowers and fountains,
I think of thee and summer eves
Among the Northern mountains.
Kerosine Bay
© Henry Lawson
Tis strange on such a peaceful day
With white clouds flying oer,
That foreign boats are in the bay
As prisoners of war.
The Harbour, where they quietly lay;
Smiles brightly as of yore.
Aphrodite Metropolis
© Kenneth Fearing
Harry loves Myrtle-He has strong arms, from the warehouse,
And on Sunday when they take the bus to emerald meadows he doesn't say:
The Creed
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Whoever was begotten by pure love,
And came desired and welcome into life,
Is of immaculate conception. He
Whose heart is full of tenderness and truth,
Elegy I. To Charles Deodati (Translated From Milton)
© William Cowper
At length, my friend, the far-sent letters come,
Charged with thy kindness, to their destin'd home,
The Prisoner to a Robin Who Came to His Window
© James Montgomery
Welcome! welcome! little stranger,
Welcome to my lone retreat,
Here, secure from every danger,
Hop about, and chirp, and eat.
Robin! how I envy thee,
Happy child of liberty.
Naples 1860
© John Greenleaf Whittier
I GIVE thee joy!I know to thee
The dearest spot on earth must be
Where sleeps thy loved one by the summer sea;
The Wanderer: A Vision: Canto II
© Richard Savage
What scene of agony the garden brings;
The cup of gall; the suppliant king of kings!
The crown of thorns; the cross, that felt him die;
These, languid in the sketch, unfinish'd lie.
Time And Death And Love
© Madison Julius Cawein
Last night I watched for Death--
So sick of life was I!--
When in the street beneath
I heard his watchman cry
The hour, while passing by.
Aurora Leigh: Book Seventh
© Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I broke on Marian there. "Yet she herself,
A wife, I think, had scandals of her own,-
A lover not her husband."
The Origin Of Flattery
© Charlotte Turner Smith
WHEN Jove, in anger to the sons of the earth,
Bid artful Vulcan give Pandora birth,
And sent the fatal gift which spread below
O'er all the wretched race contagious woe,
The Pleasures of Memory - Part II.
© Samuel Rogers
Sweet Memory, wafted by thy gentle gale,
Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail,
To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours.
Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers.
Tannhauser
© Emma Lazarus
Far into Wartburg, through all Italy,
In every town the Pope sent messengers,
Riding in furious haste; among them, one
Who bore a branch of dry wood burst in bloom;
The pastoral rod had borne green shoots of spring,
And leaf and blossom. God is merciful.
