Time poems

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The Thirteenth Olympic Ode Of Pindar

© Henry James Pye

To Xenophon of Corinth, on his Victory in the Stadic Course, and Pentathlon, at Olympia. ARGUMENT. The Poet begins his Ode, by complimenting the family of Xenophon, on their successes in the Olympic Games, and their hospitality; and then celebrates their country, Corinth, for it's good government, and for the quick genius of it's inhabitants, in the invention of many useful and ornamental Arts. He then implores Jupiter to continue his blessings on them, and to remain propitious to Xenophon; whose exploits he enumerates, together with those of Thessalus and Ptœodorus, his father and grandfather. He then launches out again in praise of Corinth and her Citizens, and relates the story of Bellerophon. He then, checking himself for digressing so far, returns to his Hero, relates his various success in the inferior Games of Greece, and concludes with a Prayer to Jupiter.

STROPHE I.

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A Dialogue between Caliban and Ariel

© John Fuller

Ar. Now you have been taught words and I am free, 
 My pine struck open, your thick tongue untied, 
 And bells call out the music of the sea.

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The Inventor

© Rudyard Kipling

Time and Space decreed his lot,
 But little Man was quick to note:
When Time and Space said Man might not,
 Bravely he answered, "Nay! I mote."

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The Tenth Olympic Ode Of Pindar

© Henry James Pye

To Agesidamus, son of Archestratus, an Epizephyrian Locrian, on his Victory obtained by the Cæstus. ARGUMENT. The Poet begins the Ode by apologising to Agesidamus, for having so long delayed composing it, after promising to do it. He then compliments him upon his country, and consoles him for being worsted at the beginning of the contest, till encouraged by Ilias, by relating the same circumstance of Hercules and Patroclus. He then describes the institution of the Olympic Games, by Hercules, after the victory he obtained over Augeas, and the sons of Neptune and Molione; and enumerates those who won the first Prizes in the Athletic Exercises. He then, returning to Agesidamus, and congratulating him on having a Poet to sing his exploits, though after some delay, concludes with praising him for his strength and beauty.

STROPHE I.

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"Phoebus was gone, all gone, his journey over"

© Pierre Reverdy

Phoebus was gone, all gone, his journey over.
His sister was riding high: nothing bridled her.
Her light was falling, shining into woods and rivers.
Wild animals opened their jaws wide, stirred to prey.
But in the human world all was sleep, pause, relaxation, torpor.

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Well, You Needn’t

© William Matthews

Rather than hold his hands properly 
arched off the keys, like cats
with their backs up,
Monk, playing block chords,
hit the keys with his fingertips well 
above his wrists,

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waiting on the mayflower

© Evie Shockley

“what, to the american slave, is your 4th of july?”
—frederick douglass

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The Raggedy Man

© James Whitcomb Riley

O the Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa;

  An' he's the goodest man ever you saw!

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A Pastoral Ballad. In Four Parts

© William Shenstone

Arbusta humilesque myrciae. ~ Virg.
Explanation.
Groves and lovely shrubs.

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From the Wave

© Thom Gunn

It mounts at sea, a concave wall
  Down-ribbed with shine,
And pushes forward, building tall
  Its steep incline.

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Akiba

© Katha Pollitt

THE WAY OUT

 

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Delia XXXII

© Samuel Daniel

But love whilst that thou mayst be loved again,


Now whilst thy May hath filed thy lap with flowers,

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The Foot-Path

© James Russell Lowell

It mounts athwart the windy hill
  Through sallow slopes of upland bare,
And Fancy climbs with foot-fall still
  Its narrowing curves that end in air.

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The Pleasures of Imagination: Book The Second

© Mark Akenside

Till all its orbs and all its worlds of fire
Be loosen'd from their seats; yet still serene,
The unconquer'd mind looks down upon the wreck;
And ever stronger as the storms advance,
Firm through the closing ruin holds his way,
Where nature calls him to the destin'd goal.

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The Ghost in the Martini

© Anthony Evan Hecht

Over the rim of the glass 
Containing a good martini with a twist 
I eye her bosom and consider a pass,
 Certain we’d not be missed

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Flower Herding on Mount Monadnock

© Washington Allston

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I can support it no longer. 
Laughing ruefully at myself 
For all I claim to have suffered 
I get up. Damned nightmarer!

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Poets Have Chanted Mortality

© Pindar

It had better been hidden
  But the Poets inform:
We are chattel and liege
  Of an undying Worm.

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The Ivy Green

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green,


That creepeth o’er ruins old!

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Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too,
Went for a ride in a flying shoe,
"Hooray!"
"What fun!"
"It's time we flew!"
Said Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

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How The Old Horse Won The Bet

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

What was it who was bound to do?
I did not hear and can't tell you,--
Pray listen till my story's through.