Time poems
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My Own Heart Let Me More Have Pity on
© Gerard Manley Hopkins
Soul, self; come, poor Jackself, I do advise
You, jaded, let be; call off thoughts awhile
Elsewhere; leave comfort root-room; let joy size
At God knows when to God knows what; whose smile
's not wrung, see you; unforeseen times rather - as skies
Betweenpie mountains - lights a lovely mile.
146. Address to Edinburgh
© Robert Burns
EDINA! Scotias darling seat!
All hail thy palaces and towrs,
Where once, beneath a Monarchs feet,
Sat Legislations sovreign powrs:
By the Window
© Edward Dowden
STILL deep into the West I gazed; the light
Clear, spiritual, tranquil as a bird
Earth-Bound
© Alfred Noyes
Ghosts? Love would fain believe,
Earth being so fair, the dead might wish to return!
Is it so strange if, even in heaven, they yearn
For the May-time and the dreams it used to give?
Meeting Of The Alumni Of Harvard College
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
I THANK you, MR. PRESIDENT, you've kindly broke the ice;
Virtue should always be the first,--I 'm only SECOND VICE--
(A vice is something with a screw that's made to hold its jaw
Till some old file has played away upon an ancient saw).
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 02 - part 07
© Torquato Tasso
LXXXVI
"But if our sins us of his help deprive,
A Front Row Seat To Hear Ole Johnny Sing
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Now you know some fellahs, they want fame and fortune
Yeah, and other fellahs they just wanna swing
But all I wanted all my life
Was a TV set and a truck and a wife
And a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
329. Verses on the destruction of the Woods near Drumlanrig
© Robert Burns
AS on the banks o wandering Nith,
Ae smiling simmer morn I strayd,
And traced its bonie howes and haughs,
Where linties sang and lammies playd,
My Napoleon
© Victor Marie Hugo
Above all others, everywhere I see
His image cold or burning;
My brain it thrills, and many time sets free
The thoughts within me yearning.
298. Prologue spoken at the Theatre of Dumfries
© Robert Burns
For our sincere, tho haply weak endeavours,
With grateful pride we own your many favours;
And howsoeer our tongues may ill reveal it,
Believe our glowing bosoms truly feel it.
448. SongYoung Jamie, pride of a the plain
© Robert Burns
YOUNG JAMIE, pride of a the plain,
Sae gallant and sae gay a swain,
Thro a our lasses he did rove,
And reignd resistless King of Love.
Let Us Go
© Algernon Charles Swinburne
Let us go hence, my songs; she will not hear.
Let us go hence together without fear;
231. Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry
© Robert Burns
WHEN Nature her great master-piece designd,
And framd her last, best work, the human mind,
Her eye intent on all the mazy plan,
She formd of various parts the various Man.
187. Epigram on Parting with a kind Host in the Highlands
© Robert Burns
WHEN Deaths dark stream I ferry oer,
(A time that surely shall come,)
In Heavn itself Ill ask no more,
Than just a Highland welcome.
71. Second Epistle to Davie
© Robert Burns
Haud to the Muse, my daintie Davie:
The warl may play you mony a shavie;
But for the Muse, shell never leave ye,
Tho eer sae puir,
Na, even tho limpin wi the spavie
Frae door tae door.
86. The Auld Farmers New-Year-Morning Salutation to his Auld Mare, Maggie
© Robert Burns
Weve worn to crazy years thegither;
Well toyte about wi ane anither;
Wi tentie care Ill flit thy tether
To some haind rig,
Whare ye may nobly rax your leather,
Wi sma fatigue.
The Holy Land. From Lamartine
© John Greenleaf Whittier
I have not felt, o'er seas of sand,
The rocking of the desert bark;
