Poems begining by T
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The Transplanted Rose Tree
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Amid the flowers of a garden glade
A lovely rose tree smiled,
Two Kinds of Intelligence
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.
The Ancre at Hamel: Afterwards
© Edmund Blunden
Where tongues were loud and hearts were light
I heard the Ancre flow;
Waking oft at the mid of night
I heard the Ancre flow.
The Burden of Nineveh
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
In our Museum galleries
To-day I lingered o'er the prize
The Giaour: A Fragment Of A Turkish Tale
© George Gordon Byron
No breath of air to break the wave
That rolls below the Athenian's grave,
That tomb which, gleaming o'er the cliff
First greets the homeward-veering skiff
High o'er the land he saved in vain;
When shall such Hero live again?
To The Countess Of Bedford I
© John Donne
Therefore I study you first in your saints,
Those friends whom your election glorifies ;
Then in your deeds, accesses and restraints,
And what you read, and what yourself devise.
The Wind
© Frances Anne Kemble
Night comes upon the earth; and fearfully
Arise the mighty winds, and sweep along
The Passing Year
© Mathilde Blind
There is a pathos in his softening glow,
Which like a benediction seems to hover
O'er the tranced earth, ere he must sink below
And leave her widowed of her radiant Lover,
A frost-bound sleeper in a shroud of snow,
While winter winds howl a wild dirge above her.
The Farmer's Ingle
© Robert Fergusson
Et multo in primis hilarans conviuia Baccho
Ante focum, si frigus erit, (si messis, in umbra,
Vina novum fundam calathis Ariusia nectar)
The Light on the Wreck
© Henry Lawson
And the stories of strong lives that ended in wrecks
Might be likened to lights over derelict decks;
Like the light where, in sight of the streets of the town,
In the mouth of the channel the Wanderer went down.
Keep a watch from the desk, as they watch from the deck;
Keep a watch from your home for the light on the wreck.
The Echo
© Sir Henry Newbolt
Of A Ballad Sung By H. Plunket Greene To His Old School
Twice three hundred boys were we,
The Brothers (For Arnold and Donald Fletcher)
© Katharine Tynan
One called from Salonika and his call
Rang to his brother;
Forded wide rivers, climbed the mountain wall,
Seeking the other.
The Rain Was Ending, And Light
© Robert Laurence Binyon
The rain was ending, and light
Lifting the leaden skies.
It shone upon ceiling and floor
And dazzled a child's eyes.
To A Dead Woman
© Henry Cuyler Bunner
Not a kiss in life; but one kiss, at life's end,
I have set on the face of Death in trust for thee.
Through long years keep it fresh on thy lips, O friend!
At the gate of Silence give it back to me.
The Last Muster
© William Henry Ogilvie
And in at the open window the lowing of cattle came -
A mob that had never a laggard and never a beast that was lame;
And wethers, a thousand thousand, and ewes with their lambs beside,
Moved over the green flats feeding, spread river to ranges wide.
Thou wert far off, and in the sight of heaven
© Jean Ingelow
Thou wert far off, and in the sight of heaven
Dead. And thy Father would not this should be;
And now thou livest, it is all forgiven;
Think on it, O my soul, He kissè¤ thee!
To The Right Honourable The Lady Kilmorey
© Mary Barber
Start not, nor tremble at the Sight of this;
It comes not written from the Realms of Bliss:
'Tis true, you see, your once--lov'd Roydon's Hand;
Thence may conclude from Heav'n some high Command;
