Strength poems
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Youth Renewed
© Robert Fuller Murray
When one who has wandered out of the way
Which leads to the hills of joy,
Do Not Leave Me
© Mirabai
Where can I go? Save my honour
For I have dedicated myself to you
And now there is no one else for me.
The Return Of Youth
© William Cullen Bryant
My friend, thou sorrowest for thy golden prime,
For thy fair youthful years too swift of flight;
Elegy XVI: The Expostulation
© John Donne
TO make the doubt clear, that no woman's true,
Was it my fate to prove it strong in you?
There Is A Bondage Worse, Far Worse, To Bear
© William Wordsworth
THERE is a bondage worse, far worse, to bear
Than his who breathes, by roof, and floor, and wall,
Pent in, a Tyrant's solitary Thrall:
'Tis his who walks about in the open air,
An Inscription For Dog River
© Kenneth Slessor
OUR general was the greatest and bravest of generals.
For his deeds, look around you on this coast
Here is his name cut next to Ashur-Bani-Pal's,
Nebuchadnezzar's and the Roman host;
Too Long, O Spirit Of Storm
© Henry Timrod
Too long, O Spirit of Storm,
Thy lightning sleeps in its sheath!
I am sick to the soul of yon pallid sky,
And the moveless sea beneath.
It was an April morning: fresh and clear
© William Wordsworth
It was an April morning: fresh and clear
The Rivulet, delighting in its strength,
The Twenty-Fifth Of April
© Roderic Quinn
THIS day is Anzac Day!
Made sacred by the memory
Of those who fought and died, and fought and live,
And gave the best that men may give
The Pathway Of Rivers
© Henry Van Dyke
The rivers of God are full of water,
They are wonderful in the renewal of their strength,
He poureth them out from a hidden fountain.
Winter Moonlight
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
LOUD-VOICED night, with the wild wind blowing
Many a tune;
Stormy night, with white rain-clouds going
Over the moon;
Of The Nature Of Things: Book V - Part 06 - Origins And Savage Period Of Mankind
© Lucretius
But mortal man
Was then far hardier in the old champaign,
Birdofredum Sawin; Esq., To Mr. Hosea Biglow
© James Russell Lowell
I hed it on my min' las' time, when I to write ye started,
To tech the leadin' featurs o' my gittin' me convarted;
Paradise: In A Dream
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Once in a dream I saw the flowers
That bud and bloom in Paradise;
I Would I Were A Child
© George MacDonald
I would I were a child,
That I might look, and laugh, and say, My Father!
And follow thee with running feet, or rather
Be led through dark and wild!
Genesis BK XI
© Caedmon
ll. 442-460) Then God's enemy began to make him ready, equipped
in war-gear, with a wily heart. He set his helm of darkness on
Homage To Sextus Propertius - II
© Ezra Pound
Orgies of vintages, an earthern image of Silenus
Strengthened with rushes, Tegaean Pan,
The small birds of the Cytharean mother,
their Punic faces dyed in the Gorgon's lake;
Nine girls, from as many countrysides
