Strength poems
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Book First [Introduction-Childhood and School Time]
© William Wordsworth
OH there is blessing in this gentle breeze,
A visitant that while it fans my cheek
The Grave-Digger
© Emile Verhaeren
In the garden yonder of yews and death,
There sojourneth
A man who toils, and has toiled for aye.
Digging the dried-up ground all day.
Sonnets LLXXI:LXXII:LXXIII: The Choice
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
I
Eat thou and drink; to-morrow thou shalt die.
The Blessing
© Charles Baudelaire
Since I must be chosen among all women that are
To bear the lifetime's grudge of a sullen husband,
And since I cannot get rid of this caricature,
-Fling it away like old letters to be burned,
Italy : 33. The Campagna Of Rome
© Samuel Rogers
Have none appeared as tillers of the ground,
None since They went -- as though it still were theirs,
And they might come and claim their own again?
Was the last plough a Roman's?
There Will Always Be Something To Do
© Edgar Albert Guest
There will always be something to do, my boy;
There will always be wrongs to right;
Ultima Verba (My Last Word)
© Victor Marie Hugo
... Quand même grandirait l'abjection publique
A ce point d'adorer l'exécrable trompeur ;
Quand même l'Angleterre et même l'Amérique
Diraient à l'exilé : - Va-t'en ! nous avons peur !
Prince Dorus
© Charles Lamb
He thank'd the Fairy for her kind advice.-
Thought he, "If this be all, I'll not be nice;
Rather than in my courtship I will fail,
I will to mince-meat tread Minon's black tail."
Genesis BK VI
© Caedmon
(ll. 277-291) "Why should I slave?" quoth he. "I need not serve a
master. My hands are strong to work full many a wonder. Power
enough have I to rear a goodlier throne, a higher in the heavens.
The Bride Of Abydos
© George Gordon Byron
Know ye the land where cypress and myrtle
Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime,
Don Juan: Canto The Sixteenth
© George Gordon Byron
The antique Persians taught three useful things,
To draw the bow, to ride, and speak the truth.
The Flower Of Flame
© Robert Nichols
II
The long, low wavelets of summer
Glide in and glitter along the sand;
The fitful breezes of summer
Blow fragrantly from the land.
Jap Miller
© James Whitcomb Riley
Jap Miller down at Martinsville's the blamedest feller yit!
When _he_ starts in a-talkin' other folks is apt to quit!--
The Lay Missioner
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
Had I a wish-'twere this, that heaven would make
My heart as strong to imitate as love,
Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. - Canto III.
© Matthew Prior
Ideas, farms, and intellects,
Have furnish'd out three different sects.
Substance or accident divides
All Europe into adverse sides.
The Cheat
© Edgar Albert Guest
I cheated a good friend yesterday,
Kept what was his, and went my way,
Wronged him by silence-for in haste
I let a glad thought go to waste.
A Glance Behind The Curtain
© James Russell Lowell
We see but half the causes of our deeds,
Seeking them wholly in the outer life,
My Land.
© Arthur Henry Adams
A NEW land, like a stainless flower set
In the green foliage of the waving sea;
Or like a maiden whose fair heart is free,
Whose honest eyes with no sad tears are wet,
Don Juan: Canto The Eighth
© George Gordon Byron
Oh blood and thunder! and oh blood and wounds!
These are but vulgar oaths, as you may deem,
