Time poems
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Rubaiyat 17
© Shams al-Din Hafiz
With fate you still hope to trade;
Passage of time should make you afraid.
You said no color comes after black,
I said my black hair to white degrade.
The Female Martyr
© John Greenleaf Whittier
"BRING out your dead!" The midnight street
Heard and gave back the hoarse, low call;
Breath of Hampstead Heath
© Edith Matilda Thomas
THE WIND of Hampstead Heath still burns my cheek
As, home returned, I muse, and see arise
On A Certain Poets Judgement Between Mr Pope & Mr Philips Don In An Italian Air
© Thomas Parnell
Upon a time, and in a place,
With Pan Apollo playd,
To A Gitana Dancing: Seville
© Arthur Symons
BECAUSE you are fair as souls of the lost are fair,
And your eyelids laugh with desire, and your laughing feet
The Little Left Hand - Act II
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Lady Marian. Send
For others then. I see a girl at the street's end
Selling some mignonette. What do you say?
(Putting on a bow.) This bow,
Is it too bright for the rest?
Still The Mind Smiles
© Robinson Jeffers
Still the mind smiles at its own rebellions,
Knowing all the while that civilization and the other evils
David And Goliath. A Sacred Drama
© Hannah More
Great Lord of all things! Power divine!
Breathe on this erring heart of mine
Thy grace serene and pure:
Defend my frail, my erring youth,
And teach me this important truth--
The humble are secure!
Programme
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
READER--gentle--if so be
Such still live, and live for me,
Will it please you to be told
What my tenscore pages hold?
The Heroic Enthusiasts - Part The First =Third Dialogue.=
© Giordano Bruno
CIC. I do not believe it is always like that, Tansillo; because,
sometimes, notwithstanding that we discover the spirit to be vicious, we
remain heated and entangled; so that, although reason perceives the evil
and unworthiness of such a love, it yet has not power to alienate the
disordered appetite. In this disposition, I believe, was the Nolano when
he said:
The Revolt Of Islam: Canto I-XII
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
There is no danger to a man, that knows
What life and death is: there's not any law
Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful
That he should stoop to any other law.
-Chapman.
The Summons
© John Greenleaf Whittier
MY ear is full of summer sounds,
Of summer sights my languid eye;
Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ]
© William Wordsworth
What wonder, then, if, to a mind so far
Perverted, even the visible Universe
Fell under the dominion of a taste
Less spiritual, with microscopic view
Was scanned, as I had scanned the moral world?
Influence of Natural Objects
© William Wordsworth
In Calling Forth and Strengthening the Imagination
in Boyhood and Early Youth
An Incident In A Railroad Car
© James Russell Lowell
He spoke of Burns: men rude and rough
Pressed round to hear the praise of one
Whose heart was made of manly, simple stuff,
As homespun as their own.
Carmen
© Madison Julius Cawein
Some still night in Seville; the street,
_Candilejo_; two shadows meet--
Flash sabres; crossed within the moon,--
Clash rapidly--a dead dragoon.
