Time poems
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Demeter and Persephone
© Alfred Tennyson
Faint as a climate-changing bird that flies
All night across the darkness, and at dawn
Execution, The: A Sporting Anecdote Hon. Mr. Sucklethumbkin's Story
© Richard Harris Barham
My Lord Tomnoddy got up one day;
It was half after two,
He had nothing to do,
So his Lordship rang for his cabriolet.
Windy Night (Haoyar Rat)
© Jibanananda Das
My heart filled with the scent of a vast green grassy veldt,
With horizon-flooding blazing sunlight scent,
With the restless, massive, vibrant, woolly outburst of darkness,
Like growls of an aroused tigress,
With life's untamable blue intoxication!
Hypotheses Hypochondriacae
© Charles Kingsley
And should she die, her grave should be
Upon the bare top of a sunny hill,
Windsor Forest
© Alexander Pope
Thy forests, Windsor! and thy green retreats,
At once the Monarch's and the Muse's seats,
Book Second [School-Time Continued]
© William Wordsworth
THUS far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much
Unvisited, endeavoured to retrace
Sonnet X.
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
FORGIVE that thus the trumpet I have blown
You never sounded never cared to hear.
The world, I know, can give no smile or tear
To those whose story it has never known.
Don Juan: Canto The First
© George Gordon Byron
I want a hero: an uncommon want,
When every year and month sends forth a new one,
Dirge Over A Nameless Grave
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
By yon still river, where the wave
Is winding slow at evening's close,
The beech, upon a nameless grave,
Its sadly-moving shadow throws.
The Dark One Is Krishna
© Mirabai
Mira says: Dark One,
I've waited--
it's time to take my songs
into the street.
Grief's Harmonics
© Francis Thompson
At evening, when the lank and rigid trees,
To the mere forms of their sweet day-selves drying,
To The Poet Whittier. On His 70th Birthday.
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
FROM this far realm of pines I waft thee now
A brother's greeting, Poet, tried and true;
So thick the laurels on thy reverend brow,
We scarce can see the white locks glimmering through!
1916 seen from 1921
© Edmund Blunden
Tired with dull grief, grown old before my day,
I sit in solitude and only hear
Under A Stagnant Sky
© William Ernest Henley
O Death! O Change! O Time!
Without you, O, the insuperable eyes
Of these poor Might-Have-Beens,
These fatuous, ineffectual Yesterdays!
A Song For The Time
© John Greenleaf Whittier
UP, laggards of Freedom! our free flag is cast
To the blaze of the sun and the wings of the blast;
Will ye turn from a struggle so bravely begun,
From a foe that is breaking, a field that's half won?
The Poet Laberius
© Oliver Goldsmith
PART OF A PROLOGUE WRITTEN AND SPOKEN BY THE POET LABERIUS
A ROMAN KNIGHT, WHOM CAESAR FORCED UPON THE STAGE
An Anniversary
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
O LOVE, it is our wedding day!
This morn,--how swift the seasons flee!--
A virgin morn of cloudless May,
You gave your loyal hand to me,
Your dainty hand, clasped sweet and sure
As Love's sweet self, for evermore!
A Bunch Of Trout-Flies
© Henry Van Dyke
Here's a half-a-dozen flies,
Just about the proper size
For the trout of Dickey's Run,
Luck go with them every one!
