Strength poems

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The March of Ivan

© Henry Lawson

“I have marched to many frontiers, in the pregnant days gone by,
When they told us where to march to, but they did not tell us why.
And they showed us whom to fight with, and they told us where to die.
I have seen our grey battalions to their Heaven—or Hades—hurled—
’Twas enough it was for Russia!—what cared we about the world?

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Olney Hymn 21: Sardis

© William Cowper

"Write to Sardis," saith the Lord,

"And write what He declares,

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Pharsalia - Book I: The Crossing Of The Rubicon

© Marcus Annaeus Lucanus

First of such deeds I purpose to unfold
The causes - task immense - what drove to arms
A maddened nation, and from all the world
Struck peace away.

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Worship

© Jones Very

There is no worship now,—the idol stands

Within the spirit's holy resting place!

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The Beggar

© James Russell Lowell

A beggar through the world am I,
From place to place I wander by.
Fill up my pilgrim's scrip for me,
For Christ's sweet sake and charity!

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The Phantom Fleet

© Alfred Noyes

The sunset lingered in the pale green West:
  In rosy wastes the low soft evening star
Woke; while the last white sea-mew sought for rest;
  And tawny sails came stealing o'er the bar.

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Regret

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

There is a haunting phantom called Regret,
A shadowy creature robed somewhat like Woe,
But fairer in the face, whom all men know
By her sad mien and eyes forever wet.

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The King Of England

© Sir Henry Newbolt

In that eclipse of noon when joy was hushed

  Like the bird's song beneath unnatural night,

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Prosopopoia : or, Mother Hubbards Tale

© Edmund Spenser

Yet he the name on him would rashly take,
Maugre the sacred Muses, and it make
A servant to the vile affection
Of such, as he depended most upon;
And with the sugrie sweete thereof allure
Chast Ladies eares to fantasies impure.

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I Cannot Love Thee!

© Caroline Norton

When thy tongue (ah! woe is me!)
Whispers love-vows tenderly,
Mine is shaping, all unheard,
Fragments of some withering word,

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Age

© John Kenyon

Full oft you're plaining that in age

  Our faculties and feelings die.

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Love Increased By Suffering

© William Cowper

"I love the Lord," is still the strain
This heart delights to sing:
But I reply--your thoughts are vain,
Perhaps 'tis no such thing.

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Masnawi

© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

In the prologue to the Masnavi Rumi hailed Love and its sweet madness that heals all infirmities, and he exhorted the reader to burst the bonds to silver and gold to be free. The Beloved is all in all and is only veiled by the lover. Rumi identified the first cause of all things as God and considered all second causes subordinate to that. Human minds recognize the second causes, but only prophets perceive the action of the first cause. One story tells of a clever rabbit who warned the lion about another lion and showed the lion his own image in a well, causing him to attack it and drown. After delivering his companions from the tyrannical lion, the rabbit urges them to engage in the more difficult warfare against their own inward lusts. In a debate between trusting God and human exertion, Rumi quoted the prophet Muhammad as saying, "Trust in God, yet tie the camel's leg."8 He also mentioned the adage that the worker is the friend of God; so in trusting in providence one need not neglect to use means. Exerting oneself can be giving thanks for God's blessings; but he asked if fatalism shows gratitude.


God is hidden and has no opposite, not seen by us yet seeing us. Form is born of the formless but ultimately returns to the formless. An arrow shot by God cannot remain in the air but must return to God. Rumi reconciled God's agency with human free will and found the divine voice in the inward voice. Those in close communion with God are free, but the one who does not love is fettered by compulsion. God is the agency and first cause of our actions, but human will as the second cause finds recompense in hell or with the Friend. God is like the soul, and the world is like the body. The good and evil of bodies comes from souls. When the sanctuary of true prayer is revealed to one, it is shameful to turn back to mere formal religion. Rumi confirmed Muhammad's view that women hold dominion over the wise and men of heart; but violent fools, lacking tenderness, gentleness, and friendship, try to hold the upper hand over women, because they are swayed by their animal nature. The human qualities of love and tenderness can control the animal passions. Rumi concluded that woman is a ray of God and the Creator's self.

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Italy : 6. Jorasse

© Samuel Rogers

Jorasse was in his three-and-twentieth year;
Graceful and active as a stag just roused;
Gentle withal, and pleasant in his speech,
Yet seldom seen to smile.  He had grown up

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English Bards and Scotch Reviewers: A Satire

© George Gordon Byron

These are the themes that claim our plaudits now;
These are the bards to whom the muse must bow;
While Milton, Dryden, Pope, alike forgot,
Resign their hallow'd bays to Walter Scott.

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Away

© James Whitcomb Riley

I cannot say, and I will not say

That he is dead--. He is just away!

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In Memory Of Thomas Hughes Kelly

© Padraic Colum

I DREAMT my friend had come into the room
Where I had chided him for tasks delayed,
And this in answer to wide blame had said:

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Shakuntala Act 1

© Kalidasa


King Dushyant  in a chariot, pursuing an antelope, with a bow and quiver, attended by his Charioteer.
Suta (Charioteer). [Looking at the antelope, and then at the king]
When I cast my eye on that black antelope, and on thee, O king, with thy braced bow, I see before me, as it were, the God Mahésa chasing a hart (male deer), with his bow, named Pináca, braced in his left hand.

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Jerusalem Delivered - Book 03 - part 04

© Torquato Tasso

XLVI

Three times he strove to view Heaven's golden ray,