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The Columbiad: Book IV
© Joel Barlow
Yet must we mark, the bondage of the mind
Spreads deeper glooms, and subj ugates mankind;
The zealots fierce, whom local creeds enrage,
In holy feuds perpetual combat wage,
Support all crimes by full indulgence given,
Usurp the power and wield the sword of heaven,
The Little Grand Duchess
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
WHAT a pure and chastened splendor,
What a grace of joyance tender,
Like to starlight or to moonlight,
Melting into fairy Junelight,
The British Tar
© William Schwenck Gilbert
A British tar is a soaring soul,
As free as a mountain bird,
The Flight of Peace
© Charles Harpur
TRUST and Treachery, Wisdom, Folly,
Madness, Mirth and Melancholy,
Love and Hatred, Thrift and Pillage,
All are housed in one small village.
To - -
© Henry Kendall
AH, often do I wait and watch,
And look up, straining through the Real
With longing eyes, my friend, to catch
Faint glimpses of your white Ideal.
The Enchanted Mirror
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
Lords, ladies, gazed! the prospect pleased them well;
"Ah, heavens!" they sighed, "how irresistible!"
E'en the coarse hag, foul, wrinkled, and unclean,
Beamed like a blushing virgin of sixteen.
The New Year
© Edgar Albert Guest
Come you with dangers to fright us? or hazards
to try out our souls?
Tale VI
© George Crabbe
need,
For habit told when all things should proceed;
Few their amusements, but when friends appear'd,
They with the world's distress their spirits
The New Chum Jackeroo
© Henry Lawson
His share of work he never shirks,
And through the blazing drought,
He lives the old things down, and works
His own salvation out.
The Wan Sun Westers, Faint And Slow
© William Ernest Henley
The wan sun westers, faint and slow;
The eastern distance glimmers gray;
The Cheval-Glass
© Thomas Hardy
Why do you harbour that great cheval-glass
Filling up your narrow room?
You never preen or plume,
Or look in a week at your full-length figure -
Picture of bachelor gloom!
The First Swallow
© Charlotte Turner Smith
The gorse is yellow on the heath,
The banks with speedwell flowers are gay,
The oaks are budding, and, beneath,
The hawthorn soon will bear the wreath,
The silver wreath, of May.
The Egyptian Lotus (In an Artificial Pond)
© Arthur Wentworth Hamilton Eaton
PROUD, languid lily of the sacred Nile,
'Tis strange to see thee on our western wave,
Far from those sandy shores that mile on mile,
Papyrus-plumed, stretch silent as the grave.
The Triumph Of Charis
© Benjamin Jonson
See the chariot at hand here of Love,
Wherein my lady rideth!
The Prairie States
© Walt Whitman
A NEWER garden of creation, no primal solitude,
Dense, joyous, modern, populous millions, cities and farms,
The Seven Sages
© William Butler Yeats
The First. My great-grandfather spoke to Edmund Burke
In Grattan's house.
The Railroad
© Elizabeth Daryush
Along the iron rails
Plod still with panting power,
Range still the empty trails
Hour after hour;
The Great Conch Train Robbery
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
'Twas sunset down in old Key West
The locals all were high.
