Teacher poems

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Autumn Wealth

© Kristijonas Donelaitis

Of course, there is no lack of faithful Christians ,too.
Most of Lithuanians are men of good character;
They love their families, obey the will of God.
Each day live saintly lives, steer clear of all misdeeds,
And rule their modest homes with kind parental care.

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Quare Fatigasti

© Adam Lindsay Gordon

Two years ago I was thinking

On the changes that years bring forth;

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Preveza

© Kostas Karyotakis

Death is the bullies bashing
against the black walls and roof tiling,
death is the women being loved
in the course of onion peeling.

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Roman Meditation

© Arthur Symons

Learn wisdom, this is wisdom, cry

The teachers; and the teachers die.

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Rhoecus

© James Russell Lowell

God sends his teachers unto every age,

To every clime, and every race of men,

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A Rhymed Lesson (Urania)

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

Are angel faces, silent and serene,
Bent on the conflicts of this little scene,
Whose dream-like efforts, whose unreal strife,
Are but the preludes to a larger life?

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Elmer Brown

© James Whitcomb Riley

Awf'lest boy in this-here town
  Er anywheres is Elmer Brown!
  He'll mock you--yes, an' strangers, too,
  An' make a face an' yell at you,--
  "_Here's_ the way _you_ look!"

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"Friday Afternoon"

© James Whitcomb Riley

To William Morris Pierson

[1868-1870]

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Among the Hills

© John Greenleaf Whittier

Through Sandwich notch the west-wind sang
 Good morrow to the cotter;
And once again Chocorua’s horn
 Of shadow pierced the water.

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Frederick Henry Hedge D. D. On His 80th Birthday, Dec. 12, 1885

© Christopher Pearse Cranch

WHAT lapse or accident of time
Can dull that soul's sonorous chime
Which owns the priceless heritage —
Youth's summer warmth in wintry age?

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Andromeda

© Charles Kingsley

Over the sea, past Crete, on the Syrian shore to the southward,

Dwells in the well-tilled lowland a dark-haired AEthiop people,

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Book Thirteenth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored Concluded]

© William Wordsworth

FROM Nature doth emotion come, and moods

Of calmness equally are Nature's gift:

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St. Matthew

© John Keble

Ye hermits blest, ye holy maids,

  The nearest Heaven on earth,

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From The Conspirator

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

SCENE.
[A garden; Arnold De Malpas and Catharine discovered walking slowly towards a summerhouse in the distance].
CATHARINE.

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Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book X - Karna-Badha - (Fall Of Karna)

© Romesh Chunder Dutt

After the death of Karna, Salya led the Kuru troops on the eighteenth
and last day of the war, and fell. A midnight slaughter in the Pandav
camp, perpetrated by the vengeful son of Drona, concludes the war.
Duryodhan, left wounded by Bhima, heard of the slaughter and died
happy.

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To Fredrika Bremer

© John Greenleaf Whittier

Seeress of the misty Norland,
Daughter of the Vikings bold,
Welcome to the sunny Vineland,
Which thy fathers sought of old!

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Evangeline: Part The Second. IV.

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

FAR in the West there lies a desert land, where the mountains

Lift, through perpetual snows, their lofty and luminous summits.

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Sir Eustace Grey

© George Crabbe

And shall I then the fact deny?
I was--thou know'st--I was begone,
Like him who fill'd the eastern throne,
To whom the Watcher cried aloud;
That royal wretch of Babylon,
Who was so guilty and so proud.

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The Voyage Of St. Brendan A.D. 545 - The Buried City

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

Beside that giant stream that foams and swells
Betwixt Hy-Conaill and Moyarta's shore,
And guards the isle where good Senanus dwells,
A gentle maiden dwelt in days of yore.

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Aurora Leigh: Book Eighth

© Elizabeth Barrett Browning


 In my ears
The sound of waters. There he stood, my king!