Time poems
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AThe Anniverse. AN ELEGY.
© Henry King
So soon grown old! hast thou been six years dead?
Poor earth, once by my Love inhabited!
And must I live to calculate the time
To which thy blooming youth could never climbe,
The Grey Wolf
© Arthur Symons
The grey wolf comes again: I had made fast
The door with chains; how has the grey wolf passed
Yardley Oak
© William Cowper
Survivor sole, and hardly such, of all
That once lived here, thy brethren, at my birth,
Astrophel And Stella-Fifth Song
© Sir Philip Sidney
While favor fed my hope, delight with hope was brought,
Thought waited on delight, and speech did follow thought;
Then drew my tongue and pen records unto thy glory:
I thought all words were lost, that were not spent of thee;
I thought each place was dark but where thy lights would be,
And all ears worse than deaf, that heard not out thy story.
The First Six Verses Of The Ninetieth Psalm Versified
© Robert Burns
O Thou, the first, the greatest friend
Of all the human race!
Whose strong right hand has ever been
Their stay and dwelling place!
The Humstrum
© William Barnes
Why woonce, at Chris'mas-tide, avore
The wold year wer a-reckon'd out,
Liberation
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Deep in these thoughts, more tender than a sky
Whose light ebbs far as in futurity,
Deep, deeper yet my blessed spirit steep,
Singing of you still; you and only you
Geotheos
© Ambrose Bierce
As sweet as the look of a lover
Saluting the eyes of a maid
That blossom to blue as the maid
Is ablush to the glances above her,
The sunshine is gilding the glade
And lifting the lark out of shade.
The Birth Of Flattery
© George Crabbe
Muse of my Spenser, who so well could sing
The passions all, their bearings and their ties;
Biddy, Be Kind!
© William Henry Ogilvie
Now what do you want to be playing about for,
Reefing and reaching your head for the bit?
The Musical Chamber
© George Moses Horton
I TRUST that my friends will remember,
Whilst I these my pleasures display,
Resort to my musical chamber,
The laurel crown'd desert in May.
A Remonstrance, Addressed to a Friend Who Complained of Being Alone in the World
© Alaric Alexander Watts
Oh! say not thou art all alone
Upon this wide, cold-hearted earth;
"Tradin' Joe"
© James Whitcomb Riley
I've swapped a power in stock, and so
The neighbers calls me "Tradin' Joe"--
And I'm goin' to tell you 'bout a trade,--
And one o' the best I ever made:
A Letter From Peking
© Harriet Monroe
October I5th, 1910.
My friend, dear friend, why should I hear your voice
Furness Abbey
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
I WISH for the days of the olden time,
When the hours were told by the abbey chime,
When the glorious stars looked down through the midnigh dim,
Like approving saints on the choir's sweet hymn:
I think of the days we are living now,
And I sigh for those of the veil and the vow.
The Siege Of Corinth
© George Gordon Byron
XXVII.
Still the old man stood erect,
And Alp's career a moment check'd.
"Yield thee, Minotti; quarter take,
For thine own, thy daughter's sake."
