Poems begining by T
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The Sorrows of a Simple Bard
© Henry Lawson
WHEN I tell a tale of virtue and of injured innocence,
Then my publishers and lawyers are the densest of the dense:
With the blank face of an image and the nod of keep-it-dark
And a wink of mighty meaning at their confidential clerk.
Thebais - Book One - part I
© Pablius Papinius Statius
Fraternal rage, the guilty Thebes alarms,
Th alternate reign destroyed by impious arms,
The Oubit
© Charles Kingsley
It was an hairy oubit, sae proud he crept alang,
A feckless hairy oubit, and merrily he sang-
'My Minnie bad me bide at hame until I won my wings;
I show her soon my soul's aboon the warks o' creeping things.'
The Naiads' Music: From A Faun's Holiday
© Robert Nichols
Come, ye sorrowful, and steep
Your tired brows in a nectarous sleep:
For our kisses lightlier run
Than the traceries of the sun
The Sea Is Full Of Wandering Foam
© William Ernest Henley
The sea is full of wandering foam,
The sky of driving cloud;
My restless thoughts among them roam . . .
The night is dark and loud.
The Coloured Hours
© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
GRAY hours have cities,
Green hours have rhymes
The Penalty Of Genius
© James Whitcomb Riley
"When little 'Pollus Morton he's
A-go' to speak a piece, w'y, nen
The Teacher smiles an' says 'at she's
Most proud, of all her little men
An' women in her school--'cause 'Poll
He allus speaks the best of all.
"The Heart Knoweth Its Own Bitterness"
© Aline Murray Kilmer
THE heart knoweth? If this be true indeed
Then the thing that I bear in my bosom is not a heart;
For it knows no more than a hollow, whispering reed
That answers to every wind.
I am sick of the thing! I think we had better part.
The Young Letter Writer
© Charles Lamb
Dear Sir, Dear Madam, or Dear Friend,
With ease are written at the top;
When those two happy words are penned,
A youthful writer oft will stop,
The Rainbow
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
SOFT falls the mild, reviving shower
From April's changeful skies,
And rain-drops bend each trembling flower
They tinge with richer dyes.
The Crocuses
© Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
In the everlasting arms
Mid life's dangers and alarms
Let calm trust your spirit fill;
Know He's God, and then be still.
The Pious Editor's Creed
© James Russell Lowell
I du believe in Freedom's cause,
Ez fur away ez Payris is;
The Game Of Our Hearts
© William Henry Ogilvie
Rash Youth coated with clay ;
Glory and glamour of speed,
And a right fox away.
The Warning
© George Meredith
We have seen mighty men ballooning high,
And in another moment bump the ground.
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12:
© Conrad Aiken
The walls and roofs, the scarlet towers,
Sank down behind a rushing sky.
He heard a sweet song just begun
Abruptly shatter in tones and die.
It whirled away. Cold silence fell.
And again came tollings of a bell.
To A Lady, On Being Asked My Reasons For Quitting England In The Spring
© George Gordon Byron
When Man, expell'd from Eden's bowers,
A moment linger'd near the gate,
Each scene recall'd the vanish'd hours,
And bade him curse his future fate.
Tale XV
© George Crabbe
transgress'd,
And while the anger kindled in his breast,
The pain must be endured that could not be
