Thankful poems

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Ancient Castle of Broughty Ferry
With walls as strong as Londonderry;
Near by the sea-shore,
Where oft is heard and has been heard the cannon's roar
In the present day and days of yore,
Loudly echoing from shore to shore.

Tranquilism

© Robert William Service

I call myself a Tranquilist;
With deep detachment I exist,
From friction free;
While others court the gilded throng

On The Wire

© Robert William Service

O God, take the sun from the sky!
It's burning me, scorching me up.
God, can't You hear my cry?
Water! A poor, little cup!

Evenfall

© Robert William Service

When day is done I steal away
To fold my hands in rest,
And of my hours this moment grey
I love the best;

A Rusty Nail

© Robert William Service

Yet was it not that day of Fate,
Of cruelty insane,
Climaxing centuries of hate
That woke our souls to pain!
And are we not the living seed
Of those who did the deed!

A Little Prayer

© Robert William Service

Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things -
The song of birds, the rapture of the rose;
Cloud-dappled skies, the laugh of limpid springs,
Drowned sunbeams and the perfume April blows;
Bronze wheat a-shimmer, purple shade of trees -
Let us be thankful, Lord of Life, for these!

Kittens

© Robert William Service

A ray of sun strayed softly round,
For something to caress,
Until a resting place it found
Of joy and thankfulness;

The successful man has thrust himself

© Stephen Crane

The successful man has thrust himself
Through the water of the years,
Reeking wet with mistakes --
Bloody mistakes;

Fra Lippo Lippi

© Robert Browning

I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave!
You need not clap your torches to my face.
Zooks, what's to blame? you think you see a monk!
What, 'tis past midnight, and you go the rounds,

The Last Ride Together

© Robert Browning

I.I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so,
Since now at length my fate I know,
Since nothing all my love avails,
Since all, my life seemed meant for, fails,

The Count Of Hapsburg

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

At Aix-la-Chapelle, in imperial array,
In its halls renowned in old story,
At the coronation banquet so gay
King Rudolf was sitting in glory.

A Thanksgiving to God for His House

© Robert Herrick

Lord, Thou hast given me a cell
Wherein to dwell;
An little house, whose humble roof
Is weather-proof;

Corinna's Going A-Maying

© Robert Herrick

Get up, get up for shame! the blooming morn
Upon her wings presents the god unshorn.
See how Aurora throws her fair
Fresh-quilted colours through the air!

Voluntary

© Robert Louis Stevenson

HERE in the quiet eve
My thankful eyes receive
The quiet light.
I see the trees stand fair

Elegy X: The Dream

© John Donne

Image of her whom I love, more than she,
Whose fair impression in my faithful heart
Makes me her medal, and makes her love me,
As Kings do coins, to which their stamps impart

Sonnet 30 - I see thine image through my tears to-night

I see thine image through my tears to-night,
And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How
Refer the cause?Beloved, is it thou
Or I, who makes me sad? The acolyte

A Little Bird

In alien lands I keep the body
Of ancient native rites and things:
I gladly free a little birdie
At celebration of the spring.

Pilate's Wife's Dream

I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start
Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall
The crash blent with my sleep, I saw depart
Its light, even as I woke, on yonder wall;
Over against my bed, there shone a gleam
Strange, faint, and mingling also with my dream.

Jerome

Each day brings its toad, each night its dragon.
Der heilige Hieronymus--his lion is at the zoo--
Listens, listens. All the long, soft, summer day
Dreams affright his couch, the deep boils like a pot.
As the sun sets, the last patient rises,
Says to him, Father, trembles, turns away.

In Vision I Roamed

© Thomas Hardy

IN vision I roamed the flashing Firmament,
So fierce in blazon that the Night waxed wan,
As though with an awed sense of such ostent;
And as I thought my spirit ranged on and on