Poems begining by U
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Unknown Fair Faces
© George Meredith
Though I am faithful to my loves lived through,
And place them among Memory's great stars,
Uses
© Edith Wharton
AH, from the niggard tree of Time
How quickly fall the hours!
It needs no touch of wind or rime
To loose such facile flowers.
Untitled #1
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
CON manto d'oro, collana, ed anelli,
Le piace aver con quelli
Non altro che una rosa ai suoi capelli.
WITH golden mantle, rings, and necklace fair,
It likes her best to wear
Only a rose within her golden hair.
Unfaith
© Margaret Widdemer
YOU hid the love in your eyes
How could you think I knew?
It was only a step to his comforting
From the hurt of you.
"Until Her Death."
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
UNTIL her death!" the words read strange yet real,
Like things afar off suddenly brought near:--
Will it be slow or speedy, full of fear,
Or calm as a spent day of peace ideal?
II.
Upon my Lap my Sovereign Sits
© Martin Peerson
I grieve that duty doth not work
All that my wishing would,
Because I would not be to thee
But in the best I should.
Sing lullaby, my little boy,
Sing lullaby, mine only joy!
Under The Rose
© Madison Julius Cawein
He told a story to her,
A story old yet new--
And was it of the Faëry Folk
That dance along the dew?
Ultima Verba (My Last Word)
© Victor Marie Hugo
... Quand même grandirait l'abjection publique
A ce point d'adorer l'exécrable trompeur ;
Quand même l'Angleterre et même l'Amérique
Diraient à l'exilé : - Va-t'en ! nous avons peur !
Ultima Thule: Jugurtha
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
How cold are thy baths, Apollo!
Cried the African monarch, the splendid,
As down to his death in the hollow
Dark dungeons of Rome he descended,
Uncrowned, unthroned, unattended;
How cold are thy baths, Apollo!
Upon Fire
© John Bunyan
Who falls into the fire shall burn with heat;
While those remote scorn from it to retreat.
Yea, while those in it, cry out, O! I burn,
Some farther off those cries to laughter turn.
Un Laconico Grito
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
Mi corazón te dice: "Rosa intacta,
vas dibujada en mi con un dibujo
incólume, e irradias en mi sombra
como un diamante en un raso de lujo."
Upstream
© Carl Sandburg
The strong men keep coming on.
They go down shot, hanged, sick, broken.
They live on, fighting, singing, lucky as plungers.
Under The April Moon
© Bliss William Carman
OH, well the world is dreaming
Under the April moon,
Her soul in love with beauty,
Her senses all a-swoon!
"Under the dark and piny steep"
© William Watson
Under the dark and piny steep
We watched the storm crash by:
We saw the bright brand leap and leap
Out of the shattered sky.
Ultima Thule: Elegiac
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Dark is the morning with mist; in the narrow mouth of the harbor
Motionless lies the sea, under its curtain of cloud;
Dreamily glimmer the sails of ships on the distant horizon,
Like to the towers of a town, built on the verge of the sea.
Ursula
© Robert Fuller Murray
Upon the northern hill-top, looking down,
Like some sequestered saint upon the town,
Stands the great convent.
Utterance
© John Greenleaf Whittier
But what avail inadequate words to reach
The innermost of Truth? Who shall essay,
