Poems begining by T
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The Gardener XXIX: Speak To Me My Love
© Rabindranath Tagore
Speak to me, my love! Tell me in
words what you sang.
The Lady of Shalott
© Alfred Tennyson
In the stormy east-wind straining,
The pale yellow woods were waning,
The broad stream in his banks complaining,
Heavily the low sky raining
Over tower'd Camelot;
The Beginning
© Rupert Brooke
Some day I shall rise and leave my friends
And seek you again through the world's far ends,
The Contemplative Sentry
© William Schwenck Gilbert
When all night long a chap remains
On sentry-go, to chase monotony
The Repulse to Alcander
© Sarah Fyge
What is't you mean, that I am thus approach'd,
Dare you to hope, that I may be debauch'd?
The Poet To Death
© Sarojini Naidu
TARRY a while, O Death, I cannot die
While yet my sweet life burgeons with its spring;
Fair is my youth, and rich the echoing boughs
Where dhadikulas sing.
The Watcher in the Wood
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
Deep in the wood's recesses cool
I see the fairy dancers glide,
In cloth of gold, in gown of green,
My lord and lady side by side.
The Vow-Breaker
© Henry King
VVhen first the Magick of thine ey,
Usurpt upon my liberty,
Triumphing in my hearts spoyl, thou
Didst lock up thine in such a vow;
To Jean Ingelow
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
BRAVE lyrist! like the sky-lark, heaven-possessed,
Thy glance is sunward; and thy soul grown wise,
Fronts the full splendor of Apollo's eyes,
While following still thy muse's high behest:
The Wanderer
© Bernhard Severin Ingemann
ALL the sky was dull and drear,
But what cared I!
For my sky shone bright and clear
In Eliza's eye.
Taking Off Emily Dickinson's Clothes
© Billy Collins
First, her tippet made of tulle,
easily lifted off her shoulders and laid
The Shepherdess
© Alice Meynell
SHE walks the lady of my delight
A shepherdess of sheep.
Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them
white ;
The Columbiad: Book VI
© Joel Barlow
But of all tales that war's black annals hold,
The darkest, foulest still remains untold;
New modes of torture wait the shameful strife,
And Britain wantons in the waste of life.
The Social Order
© Ezra Pound
I
This government official
Whose wife is several years his senior,
Has such a caressing air
When he shakes hands with young ladies.
The Genesis Of The Butterfly
© Victor Marie Hugo
The dawn is smiling on the dew that covers
The tearful roses; lo, the little lovers
The Temple
© Edgar Lee Masters
Beyond the gates of Hercules
The seven builders took the stone,
Spurned everywhere in days of ease,
Long lying loose and overthrown,
Now carried over bitter seas
Where crystally Arcturus shone!
The Exile's Hymn
© Jose Maria de Heredia y Campuzano
Fair land of Cuba! on thy shores are seen
Life's far extremes of noble and of mean;
The French And the Spanish Guerillas
© William Wordsworth
HUNGER, and sultry heat, and nipping blast
From bleak hill-top, and length of march by night
Through heavy swamp, or over snow-clad height--
These hardships ill-sustained, these dangers past,
