Time poems
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Ogrin The Hermit
© Edith Wharton
Ogrin the Hermit in old age set forth
This tale to them that sought him in the extreme
Ancient grey wood where he and silence housed:
Sunset And Storm
© Madison Julius Cawein
Deep with divine tautology,
The sunset's mighty mystery
Again has traced the scroll-like west
With hieroglyphs of burning gold:
Forever new, forever old,
Its miracle is manifest.
The Abencerrage : Canto III.
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Onward their slow and stately course they bend
To where the Alhambra's ancient towers ascend,
Reared and adorned by Moorish kings of yore,
Whose lost descendants there shall dwell no more.
The Lost Letter
© Henry Clay Work
Two lives wreck'd by a zephyr!
Two hearts crush'd by the fall,
When that most precious missive, that love laden letter,
Flutter'd down thro' the gap in the wall.
A Muff
© Jessie Pope
My muscles are tough,
I'm not sickly or pale;
But that shop was enough
To make Hercules quail.
The ladies were snatching and gripping,
Each using her arm like a flail.
The World That All Contains
© Fulke Greville
THE world, that all contains, is ever moving;
The stars within their spheres forever turn'd;
Nature, the queen of change, to change is loving,
And form to matter new is still adjourn'd.
The Good Craft _Snow Bird_
© Herman Melville
Strenuous need that head-wind be
From purposed voyage that drives at last
The ship, sharp-braced and dogged still,
Beating up against the blast.
Address, Spoken At The Opening Of Drury-Lane Theatre. Saturday, October 10, 1812
© George Gordon Byron
In one dread night our city saw, and sigh'd,
Bow'd to the dust, the Drama's tower of pride
In one short hour beheld the blazing fane,
Apollo sink, and Shakspeare cease to reign.
Verses:Intended To Go With A Posset Dish To My Dear Little Goddaughter
© James Russell Lowell
In good old times, which means, you know,
The time men wasted long ago,
The Tears Expressive
© Edgar Albert Guest
Death crossed his threshold yesterday
And left the glad voice of his loved one dumb.
To him the living now will come
And cross his threshold in the self-same way
To clasp his hand and vainly try to say
Words that shall soothe the heart that's stricken numb.
The Two Hermits
© Khalil Gibran
One day an evil spirit entered into the heart of the older hermit
and he came to the younger and said, "It is long that we have
lived together. The time has come for us to part. Let us divide
our possessions."
Life And Immortality
© James Beattie
"O ye wild groves, oh, where is now your bloom!"
(The muse interprets thus his tender thought)
Your flowers, your verdure, and your balmy gloom,
Of late so grateful in the hour of drought?
Home, In War-Time
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
She turned the fair page with her fairer hand-
More fair and frail than it was wont to be-
Sir Peter Paul Rubens (Antwerp)
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Messieurs, le Dieu des peintres: We felt odd:
'Twas Rubens, sculptured. A mean florid church
The Smiling Listener
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
PRECISELY. I see it. You all want to say
That a tear is too sad and a laugh is too gay;
You could stand a faint smile, you could manage a sigh,
But you value your ribs, and you don't want to cry.
Naples And Venice
© Richard Monckton Milnes
Thou, who to that lofty terrace, lov'st on summer--eve to go,
Tell me, Poet! what Thou seest,--what Thou hearest, there below!
Sonnet LXXXI: Rest with your dream inside my dream
© Pablo Neruda
Already, you are mine. Rest with your dream inside my dream.
Love, grief, labour, must sleep now.
Night revolves on invisible wheels
and joined to me you are pure as sleeping amber.
Love, Death, And Reputation
© Charles Lamb
Once on a time, Love, Death, and Reputation,
Three travellers, a tour together went;
And, after many a long perambulation,
Agreed to part by mutual consent.
