Strength poems

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A Poem. Dedication of the Pittsfield Cemetery

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

The sun shall set, and heaven’s resplendent spheres
Gild the smooth turf unhallowed yet by tears,
But ah! how soon the evening stars will shed
Their sleepless light around the slumbering dead!

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The Prayer

© Jones Very

Wilt Thou not visit me?
The plant beside me feels Thy gentle dew;
 And every blade of grass I see,
From Thy deep earth its quickening moisture drew.

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The Creole Girl; Or, The Physician’s Story

© Caroline Norton

SHE came to England from the island clime
Which lies beyond the far Atlantic wave;
She died in early youth--before her time--
"Peace to her broken heart, and virgin grave!"
II.

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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto IV.

© George Gordon Byron

I.

I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs;

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The Palace of Art

© Alfred Tennyson

 And "while the world runs round and round," I said,
  "Reign thou apart, a quiet king,
  Still as, while Saturn whirls, his steadfast shade
 Sleeps on his luminous ring."

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The Boys' And Girls' Thanksgiving of 1892

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Never since the race was started,
Had a boy in any clime,
Cause to be so thankful-hearted,
As the boys of present time.

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Purgatorio (English)

© Dante Alighieri


To run o'er better waters hoists its sail
  The little vessel of my genius now,
  That leaves behind itself a sea so cruel;

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The Austral Months

© Henry Kendall

January

The first fair month! In singing Summer’s sphere

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The Sense Of Beauty

© Caroline Norton

Lo! at his pencil's touch steals faintly forth
(Like an uprising star in the cold north)
Some face which soon shall glow with beauty's fire:
Dim seems the sketch to those who stand around,
Dim and uncertain as an echoed sound,
But oh! how bright to him, whose hand thou dost inspire!

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Fit The Fourth - The Hunting

© Lewis Carroll

"It's excessively awkward to mention it now-
As I think I've already remarked."
And the man they called "Hi!" replied, with a sigh,
"I informed you the day we embarked.

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Good Tidings; Or News From The Farm

© Robert Bloomfield

Where's the Blind Child, so admirably fair,

With guileless dimples, and with flaxen hair

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Glorous Heart

© Robert Laurence Binyon

Swift and straight as homing dove,
Heedless, so its flight be flown,
All the full stream of thy love,
Love that knows no mortal bounding,

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The Bride Of The Nile - Act I

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt


Act I Governor's Palace at Alexandria.
Act II Garden House of the Makawkas at On.
Act III On the Banks of the Nile. Time, th Century, A.D.

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Sonnet 20

© Richard Barnfield

But now my Muse toyld with continuall care,

Begins to faint, and slacke her former pace,

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The King and the Sea

© Rudyard Kipling

After His Realms and States were moved
To bare their hearts to the King they loved,
Tendering themselves in homage and devotion,
The Tide Wave up the Channel spoke
To all those eager, exultant folk:-
"Hear now what Man was given you by the Ocean!

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The Voices Of The Ocean

© Robert Laurence Binyon

All the night the voices of ocean around my sleep
Their murmuring undulation sleepless kept.
Rocked in a dream I slept,
Till drawn from trances deep

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Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle

© William Wordsworth


  Alas! the impassioned minstrel did not know
  How, by Heaven's grace, this Clifford's heart was framed:
  How he, long forced in humble walks to go,
  Was softened into feeling, soothed, and tamed.

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The Tree

© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

IN the dim woods, one tree
Was by the cunning seasons builded fair
With the rain's masonry
And delicate craft of air.

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John Bede Polding

© Henry Kendall

With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head,
 A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;
But cannot say the words that should be said
 To crowned and winged divinities like you.

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Ode I: The Preface

© Mark Akenside

I.

On yonder verdant hilloc laid,