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A Psalm For New Years Eve

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

A FRIEND stands at the door;
In either tight-closed hand
Hiding rich gifts, three hundred and three score:
Waiting to strew them daily o'er the land

Poems - Written On The Deaths Of Three Lovely Children

Yellow leaves, how fast they flutter-woodland hollows thickly strewing,
Where the wan October sunbeams scantly in the mid-day win,
While the dim gray clouds are drifting, and in saddened hues imbuing
All without and all within!

By the Waters of Babylon

© Emma Lazarus

Little Poems in Prose

I. The Exodus. (August 3, 1492.)

An Essay on Man: Epistle I

© Alexander Pope

To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke

Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things

Pygmaeo-gerano-machia: The Battle Of The Pygmies and Cranes

© James Beattie

Nor less th' alarm that shook the world below,
Where march'd in pomp of war th' embattled foe;
Where mannikins with haughty step advance,
And grasp the shield, and couch the quivering lance;
To right and left the lengthening lines they form,
And rank'd in deep array await the storm.

Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: LII

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

I lived with Esther, not for many days,
If days be counted by the fall of night
And the sun's rising, yet through years of praise,
If truth be timepiece of joys infinite.

Sir Gawaine And The Green Knight

© Yvor Winters

Reptilian green the wrinkled throat,
Green as a bough of yew the beard;
He bent his head, and so I smote;
Then for a thought my vision cleared.

Simon Lee: The Old Huntsman

© André Breton

In the sweet shire of Cardigan,

Not far from pleasant Ivor-hall,

The Switzer's Wife

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Nor look nor tone revealeth aught
Save woman's quietness of thought;
And yet around her is a light
Of inward majesty and might. ~ M.J.J.

Medea in Athens

© Augusta Davies Webster

Dimly I recall
some prophecy a god breathed by my mouth.
It could not err. What was it? For I think;-
it told his death¹.

Ask What I Shall Give Thee (I)

© John Newton

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

Emergency Haying

© Hayden Carruth

Coming home with the last load I ride standing
on the wagon tongue, behind the tractor
in hot exhaust, lank with sweat,

Knitting Socks

© Anonymous

CLICK, click! how the needles go

Through the busy fingers, to and fro--

The Concentration Of Athens

Why should we wonder that from such small space
Of Earth so much of human strength upgrew,
When thus were woven bonds that tighter drew
Round the Athenian heart than faith or race?

To a Young Writer

© Yvor Winters

Achilles Holt, Stanford, 1930
Here for a few short years
Strengthen affections; meet,
Later, the dull arrears
Of age, and be discreet.

Greatness

We can be great by helping one another;
We can be loved for very simple deeds;
Who has the grateful mention of a brother
Has really all the honor that he needs.