Poems begining by T
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The Fair Little Maiden
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
There is one at the door, Wolfe O'Driscoll,
At the door, who bids you to come!"
Who is he that wakes me in the darkness,
Calling when all the world is dumb ?"
The Time For Brotherhood
© Edgar Albert Guest
When a fellow's feeling blue,
And is troubled, through and through
To A Young Poet
© Valery Yaklovich Bryusov
Pale youth with burning gaze,
I give you three commandments now:
Follow the first: don't live by the present,
The future is a poet's only place.
The French Wars
© Rudyard Kipling
The boats of Newhaven and Folkestone and Dover
To Dieppe and Boulogne and to Calais cross over;
And in each of those runs there is not a square yard
Where the English and French haven't fought and fought hard!
The Diverting History Of John Gilpin, Showing How He Went Farther Than He Intended, And Came Safe Ho
© William Cowper
John Gilpin was a citizen
Of credit and renown,
A train-band captain eke was he
Of famous London town.
Tristram And Isolt
© Madison Julius Cawein
Night and vast caverns of rock and of iron;
Voices like water, and voices like wind;
Horror and tempests of hail that environ
Shapes and the shadows of two who have sinned.
The Poet
© Padraic Colum
"THE blackbird's in the briar,
The seagull's on the ground-
They are nests, and they're more than nests," he said,
"They are tokens I have found.
To A Friend Writing On Cabaret Dancers
© Ezra Pound
Good Hedgethorn', for we'll anglicize your name
Until the last slut's hanged and the last pig disembowelled,
Seeing your wife is charming and your child
Sings in the open meadow at least the kodak says so
The Old Apple-Tree
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
THERE's a memory keeps a-runnin'
Through my weary head to-night,
The Turning-Point
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
AT length I sickened, standing in the sun
Truthful and for the Truth, whose only fees
The Forlorn Hope
© Henry King
How long vain Hope do'st thou my joys suspend?
Say! must my expectation know no end!
Thou wast more kind unto the wandring Greek
Who did ten years his Wife and Country seek:
To Jack
© Henry Lawson
SO, Ive battled it through on my own, Jack,
I have done with all dreaming and doubt.
The Obligation Of Friendship
© Edgar Albert Guest
You ought to be fine for the sake of the folks
Who think you are fine.
If others have faith in you doubly you're bound
To stick to the line.
It's not only on you that dishonor descends:
You can't hurt yourself without hurting your friends.
They Shall Not Know
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
When thou art happy, thou dear heart of pleasure,
Because men love thee and the feasts are spread,
And Fortune in thy lap has poured her treasure,
And Spring is there and roses crown thy head,
The Poor Of The Borough. Letter XX: Ellen Orford
© George Crabbe
"No charms she now can boast,"--'tis true,
But other charmers wither too:
The River Song
© Ezra Pound
And I have moped in the Emperor's garden, awaiting an
order-to-write !
I looked at the dragon-pond, with its willow-coloured
water
Just reflecting the sky's tinge,
And heard the five-score nightingales aimlessly singing.
Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Musician's Tale; The Saga of King Olaf XI. -- Bishop Sigurd At
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Loud the anngy wind was wailing
As King Olaf's ships came sailing
Northward out of Drontheim haven
To the mouth of Salten Fiord.
Thieves' Kitchen
© Kenneth Slessor
GOOD roaring pistol-boys, brave lads of gold,
Good roistering easy maids, blown cock-a-hoop
On floods of tavern-steam, I greet you! Drunk
With wild Canary, drowned in wines of old,
The Charge
© Matthew Arnold
They outtalked thee, hissed thee, tore thee?
Better men fared thus before thee;
The Will O' The Wisp
© Annie Campbell Huestis
THE Will-o'-the-Wisp is out on the marsh,
And all alone he goes;
There's not a sight of his glimmering light
From break of day to close;
But all night long, from dusk till dawn,
He drifts where the night wind blows.
