War poems
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The Wars and the Unknown Soldier
© Conrad Aiken
Under Osiris,
him of the Egyptian priests, Osynmandyas the King,
easward into Asia we passed, swarmed over Bactria,
three thousand years before Christ.
Manfred: A Dramatic Poem. Act II.
© George Gordon Byron
CHAMOIS HUNTER
No, no -- yet pause -- thou must not yet go forth:
Thy mind and body are alike unfit
To trust each other, for some hours, at least;
When thou art better, I will be thy guide--
But whither?
Elegy For Poe With The Music Of A Carnival Inside It
© Larry Levis
There is this sunny place where I imagine him.
A park on a hill whose grass wants to turn
Into dust, & would do so if it weren't
For the rain, & the fact that it is only grass
1914
© John Jay Chapman
ALAS, too much we loved the glittering wares
That art and education had devised
The Aged Stranger
© Francis Bret Harte
"I was with Grant"--the stranger said;
Said the farmer, "Say no more,
But rest thee here at my cottage porch,
For thy feet are weary and sore."
Boulogne To Amiens And Paris (3 to 11 P.M.; 3rd Class)
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Strong extreme speed, that the brain hurries with,
Further than trees, and hedges, and green grass
Lucy and Colin
© Thomas Tickell
Of Leinster, fam'd for maidens fair,
Bright Lucy was the grace;
Nor e'er did Liffy's limpid stream
Reflect so fair a face,
Porcelain Pavilion
© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
Amidst the waters of a man-made lake,
A porcelain pavilion rises high.
The way to it is lead by jasper bridge
Thats cambered like a tigers back.
Under The Poplars
© Cesar Vallejo
Like priestly imprisoned poets,
the poplars of blood have fallen asleep.
On the hills, the flocks of Bethlehem
chew arias of grass at sunset.
Monody On Henry Headley
© William Lisle Bowles
To every gentle Muse in vain allied,
In youth's full early morning HEADLEY died!
Unpublished Poem I
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
JONES plays the deuce with his grammar,
Knocks time and tense into tin-tacks ;
Brown, the big Visigoth, wielding blunt hammer,
Mauls right and left the Queen's syntax.
The Australian Emigrant
© Henry Kendall
How dazzling the sunbeams awoke on the spray,
When Australia first rose in the distance away,
The Shepherd's Week : Wednesday; or, The Dumps
© John Gay
Sparabella.
The wailings of a maiden I recite,
The Rivulet
© William Cullen Bryant
This little rill, that from the springs
Of yonder grove its current brings,
Plays on the slope a while, and then
Goes prattling into groves again,
Georgic 4
© Publius Vergilius Maro
Of air-born honey, gift of heaven, I now
Take up the tale. Upon this theme no less
John Lackland
© George Meredith
A wicked man is bad enough on earth;
But O the baleful lustre of a chief
A Day
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Talk not of sad November, when a day
Of warm, glad sunshine fills the sky of noon,
And a wind, borrowed from some morn of June,
Stirs the brown grasses and the leafless spray.
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 06 - part 04
© Torquato Tasso
XLIII
The Pagan ill defenced with sword or targe,
The Renewal
© Robert Laurence Binyon
No more of sorrow, the world's old distress,
Nor war of thronging spirits numberless,
Immortal ardours in brief days confined,
No more the languid fever of mankind
Legend
© Stephen Vincent Benet
The trees were sugared like wedding-cake
With a bright hoar frost, with a very cold snow,
When we went begging for Jesus' sake,
Penniless children, years ago.
