Time poems

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Hero And Leander: The Second Sestiad

© Christopher Marlowe

By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,

Viewing Leander's face, fell down and fainted.

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As Celia With Her Sparrow Playd

© Thomas Parnell

As Celia with her Sparrow playd

She took a glass unseen

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He is more than a hero

© Sappho

He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes-
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you - he

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Tale III

© George Crabbe

bound;
In all that most confines them they confide,
Their slavery boast, and make their bonds their

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Your Harps, Ye Trembling Saints

© Augustus Montague Toplady

Your harps, ye trembling saints,
Down from the willows take;
Loud to the praise of love divine
Bid every string awake.

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The Tomb Of Laius

© Richard Monckton Milnes

Rises a tomb--like stony mass
Amid the bosky mountain--bases;
It seems no work of human care,
But many rocks split off from one:
Laius, the Theban king, lies there,--
His murderer Œdipus, his son.

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To A Painted Lady

© Alexander Brome

Leave these deluding tricks and shows,

  Be honest and downright;

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A Glimpse Of Time

© Robert Laurence Binyon

In the shadow of a broken house,
Down a deserted street,
Propt walls, cold hearths, and phantom stairs,
And the silence of dead feet —
Locked wildly in one another's arms
I saw two lovers meet.

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Lines To Mrs. St. Leger

© Frances Anne Kemble

  O friend! my heart is sad: 'tis strange,
  As I sit musing on the change
  That has come o'er my fate, and cast
  A longing look upon the past,
  That pleasant time comes back again
  So freshly to my heart and brain,

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You may forget but

© Sappho

You may forget but
let me tell you
this: someone in
some future time
will think of us

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A Prayer

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

LADY, in thy proud eyes

There is a weary look,

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A Fragment

© Washington Allston

But most they wondered at the charm she gave

To common things, that seemed as from the grave

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John Smith

© Eugene Field

To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be

  With thinking of my home and friends across the tumbling sea;

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The Island Of Endless Play

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler


It lies off the border of 'No School Land'
And abounds with pleasures, I understand.

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Psalm LXXXI. (81)

© John Milton

To God our strength sing loud, and clear,
Sing loud to God our King,
To Jacobs God, that all may hear
Loud acclamations ring.

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The Widow To Her Hour-Glass

© Robert Bloomfield

Come, friend, I'll turn thee up again:

Companion of the lonely hour!

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The Ghost - Book IV

© Charles Churchill

Coxcombs, who vainly make pretence

To something of exalted sense

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How The Fire Queen Crossed The Swamp

© William Henry Ogilvie

The flood was down in the Wilga swamps, three feet over the mud,
And the teamsters camped on the Wilga range and swore at the rising flood;
For one by one they had tried the trip, double and treble teams,
And one after one each desert-ship had dropped to her axle-beams;
So they thonged their leaders and pulled them round to the camp on the sandhill's crown,
And swore by the bond of a blood-red oath to wait till the floods went down.

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The Ballad of Ben Hall's Gang

© Anonymous


Come all ye wild colonials And listen to my tale;
A story of bushrangers' deeds I will to you unveil.
'Tis of those gallant heroes, Game fighters one and all;
And we'll sit and sing, Long Live the King,
Dunn,Gilbert, and Ben Hall.