Poems begining by T
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The Purification
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Softly the sunbeams gleamed athwart the Temple proud and high
Built up by Israels wisest to the Lord of earth and sky
Lighting its gorgeous fretted roof, and every sacred fold
Of mystic veilfrom gaze profane that hid the ark of old.
The Forest Way
© Madison Julius Cawein
I climbed a forest path and found
A dim cave in the dripping ground,
Where dwelt the spirit of cool sound,
Who wrought with crystal triangles,
And hollowed foam of rippled bells,
A music of mysterious spells.
The Daisies
© James Brunton Stephens
IN THE scented bud of the morningO,
When the windy grass went rippling far,
The Vision Of Sir Launfal
© James Russell Lowell
Sir Launfal awoke, as from a swound:-
"The Grail in my castle here is found!
Hang my idle armor up on the wall,
Let it be the spider's banquet-hall;
He must be fenced with stronger mail
Who would seek and find the Holy Grail."
To The South
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Heart of the Southland, heed me pleading now,
Who bearest, unashamed, upon my brow
The long kiss of the loving tropic sun,
And yet, whose veins with thy red current run.
The Brus Book X
© John Barbour
[Preparations for battle against John of Lorn]
Quhen Thomas Randell on this wis
The Rose
© Pierre de Ronsard
See, Mignonne, hath not the Rose,
That this morning did unclose
Her purple mantle to the light,
Lost, before the day be dead,
The glory of her raiment red,
Her colour, bright as yours is bright?
The Biglow Papers
© James Russell Lowell
Thrash away, you'll _hev_ to rattle
On them kittle-drums o' yourn,--
The News
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Whut dat you whisperin' keepin' f'om me?
Don't shut me out 'cause I 's ol' an' can't see.
Somep'n's gone wrong dat 's a-causin' you dread,--
Don't be afeared to tell--Whut! mastah dead?
The Way To Wait
© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
O WHETHER by the lonesome road that lies across the lea
Or whether by the hill that stoops, rock-shadowed, to the sea,
Or by a sail that blows from far, my love returns to me!
Two Nights
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
One night was full of rapture and delight-
Of reunited arms and swooning kisses,
And all the unnamed and unnumbered blisses
Which fond souls find in love of love at night.
To The Dead Cardinal Of Westminster
© Francis Thompson
I will not perturbate
Thy Paradisal state
With praise
Of thy dead days;
The Elopement
© Thomas Hardy
'A woman never agreed to it!' said my knowing friend to me.
'That one thing she'd refuse to do for Solomon's mines in fee:
No woman ever will make herself look older than she is.'
I did not answer; but I thought, 'You err there, ancient Quiz.'
The Ballad Of Saint Vitus
© Lord Alfred Douglas
Vitus came tripping over the grass
When all the leaves in the trees were green,
Through the green meadows he did pass
On the day he was full seventeen.
The House Of Judgement
© Oscar Wilde
And God said to the Man, 'Thy life hath been evil, and the Beauty I
have shown thou hast sought for, and the Good I have hidden thou
didst pass by. The walls of thy chamber were painted with images,
The Sin Of Omission
© Margaret Elizabeth Sangster
It isn't the thing you do, dear,
It's the thing you leave undone
The Bat
© Theodore Roethke
For something is amiss or out of place
When mice with wings can wear a human face.
The Poem Of Imru al Qays
© Imru al Qays Ibn Hujr
I said to the wolf, "You gather as little wealth, as little prosperity as I.
What either of us gains he gives away. So do we remain thin."
The Death Of Huss
© Alfred Austin
In the streets of Constance was heard the shout,
``Masters! bring the arch-heretic out!''
The stake had been planted, the faggots spread,
And the tongues of the torches flickered red.
``Huss to the flames!'' they fiercely cried:
Then the gate of the Convent opened wide.
The Love Of Loves
© Madison Julius Cawein
I have not seen her face, and yet
She is more sweet than any thing
