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The Story of Johnny Head-in-Air
© Heinrich Hoffmann
One step more! oh! sad to tell!
Headlong in poor Johnny fell.
And the fishes, in dismay,
Wagged their tails and swam away.
The Giver
© George MacDonald
To give a thing and take again
Is counted meanness among men;
To take away what once is given
Cannot then be the way of heaven!
The Sunbeam
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Thou art no lingerer in monarch's hall,
A joy thou art, and a wealth to all!
A bearer of hope unto land and sea:â
Sunbeam! what gift hath the world like thee?
The Wakened God
© Margaret Widdemer
The War-god wakened drowsily;
There were gold chains about his hands.
He said: "And who shall reap my lands
And bear the tithes to Death for me?
To The River
© Edgar Allan Poe
Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow
Of crystal, wandering water,
Thou art an emblem of the glow
Of beauty- the unhidden heart-
The playful maziness of art
In old Alberto's daughter;
The Roosting Crows
© Li Po
On Soochows terrace the crows find their nests.
The King of Wu in his palace drinks with Hsi Shih.
Songs of Wu, Dances of Chu quicken their pleasure
One half of the sun is caught in the valleys throat.
To the University of Cambridge
© Phillis Wheatley
While an intrinsic ardor prompts to write,
The muses promise to assist my pen;
The Mayfair Love-Song
© William Makepeace Thackeray
Winter and summer, night and morn,
I languish at this table dark;
The Two Souls
© Edgar Lee Masters
If the final good
Of ages and their anguished sacrifice
May be destroyed by villany and gold
Procured by villany. Enough of grief!
Turn loose life's carnival, for those who miss
The flesh's lust, have lost the all in all!
The Descendents Of Cain
© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
He did not lie the ghost, so sad and thoughtful,
That from a star took his name by a chance,
When he had said, Dont fear the Lord, to us,
Just try the fruit and be like Him immortal.
The Monkey
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
1 little monkey
was goin' 2 the store
when he saw a banana 3
he'd never climbed be4.
The Colored Band
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
W'EN de colo'ed ban' comes ma'chin' down de street,
Don't you people stan' daih starin'; lif' yo' feet!
Two Songs
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
Let me die by the sea!
When the great deeps are sundered and stirred,
And the night cometh fast,
Let my spirit mount up like a bird,
On the wings of the blast.
The Lamentable Ballad Of The Foundling Of Shoreditch
© William Makepeace Thackeray
Come all ye Christian people, and listen to my tail,
It is all about a doctor was travelling by the rail,
By the Heastern Counties' Railway (vich the shares I don't desire),
From Ixworth town in Suffolk, vich his name did not transpire.
The Mediterranean
© Allen Tate
Where we went in the boat was a long bay
A slingshot wide, walled in by towering stone
Peaked margin of antiquity's delay,
And we went there out of time's monotone:
Today's News by David Tucker: American Life in Poetry #156 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2006
© Ted Kooser
We greatly appreciate your newspaper's use of this column, and today we want to recognize newspaper employees by including a poem from the inside of a newsroom. David Tucker is deputy managing editor of the New Jersey âStar-Ledgerâ? and has been a reporter and editor at the âToronto Starâ? and the âPhiladelphia Inquirer.â? He was on the âStar-Ledgerâ? team that won the 2005 Pulitzer Prize for breaking news. Mr. Tucker was awarded a Witter-Bynner fellowship for poetry in 2007 by former U. S. Poet Laureate, Donald Hall.
Today's News
The Shepheardes Calender: May
© Edmund Spenser
May: AEgloga Quinta. Palinode & Piers.
Palinode.
IS not thilke the mery moneth of May,
When loue lads masken in fresh aray?
The Brus Book XIX
© John Barbour
[The conspiracy against King Robert; its discovery]
Than wes the land a quhile in pes,
The First Fan
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
WHEN rose the cry "Great Pan is dead!"
And Jove's high palace closed its portal,
The fallen gods, before they fled,
Sold out their frippery to a mortal.
