War poems
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Sonnet XV. On The Grasshopper And Cricket
© John Keats
The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
449. SongThe Flowery banks of Cree
© Robert Burns
HERE is the glen, and here the bower
All underneath the birchen shade;
The village-bell has told the hour,
O what can stay my lovely maid?
378. SongBessy and her Spinnin Wheel
© Robert Burns
O LEEZE me on my spinnin wheel,
And leeze me on my rock and reel;
Frae tap to tae that cleeds me bien,
And haps me biel and warm at een;
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 02 - part 07
© Torquato Tasso
LXXXVI
"But if our sins us of his help deprive,
A Front Row Seat To Hear Ole Johnny Sing
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Now you know some fellahs, they want fame and fortune
Yeah, and other fellahs they just wanna swing
But all I wanted all my life
Was a TV set and a truck and a wife
And a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
456. Epitaph on Captain Lascelles
© Robert Burns
WHEN Lascelles thought fit from this world to depart,
Some friends warmly thought of embalming his heart;
A bystander whispersPray dont make so much ot,
The subject is poison, no reptile will touch it.
527. SongAddress to the Woodlark
© Robert Burns
O STAY, sweet warbling woodlark, stay,
Nor quit for me the trembling spray,
A hapless lover courts thy lay,
Thy soothing, fond complaining.
The Human Tree
© Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Many have Earth's lovers been,
Tried in seas and wars, I ween;
The Happy Warrior
© William Wordsworth
'Tis, finally, the man, who, lifted high,
Conspicuous object in a nation's eye,
535. SongThe Braw Wooer
© Robert Burns
LAST May, a braw wooer cam doun the lang glen,
And sair wi his love he did deave me;
I said, there was naething I hated like men
The deuce gae wim, to believe me, believe me;
The deuce gae wim to believe me.
231. Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry
© Robert Burns
WHEN Nature her great master-piece designd,
And framd her last, best work, the human mind,
Her eye intent on all the mazy plan,
She formd of various parts the various Man.
262. Delia: An Ode
© Robert Burns
FAIR the face of orient day,
Fair the tints of opning rose;
But fairer still my Delia dawns,
More lovely far her beauty shows.
549. Epistle to Colonel de Peyster
© Robert Burns
But lest you think I am uncivil
To plague you with this draunting drivel,
Abjuring a intentions evil,
I quat my pen,
The Lord preserve us frae the devil!
Amen! Amen!
71. Second Epistle to Davie
© Robert Burns
Haud to the Muse, my daintie Davie:
The warl may play you mony a shavie;
But for the Muse, shell never leave ye,
Tho eer sae puir,
Na, even tho limpin wi the spavie
Frae door tae door.
318. SongThe Banks o Doon (Third Version)
© Robert Burns
YE banks and braes o bonie Doon,
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
And I sae weary fu o care!
464. The Highland Widows Lament
© Robert Burns
OH I am come to the low Countrie,
Ochon, Ochon, Ochrie!
Without a penny in my purse,
To buy a meal to me.
301. Lines to a Gentleman who sent a Newspaper
© Robert Burns
KIND Sir, Ive read your paper through,
And faith, to me, twas really new!
How guessed ye, Sir, what maist I wanted?
This mony a day Ive graind and gaunted,
86. The Auld Farmers New-Year-Morning Salutation to his Auld Mare, Maggie
© Robert Burns
Weve worn to crazy years thegither;
Well toyte about wi ane anither;
Wi tentie care Ill flit thy tether
To some haind rig,
Whare ye may nobly rax your leather,
Wi sma fatigue.
538. SongNow Spring has clad the grove in green
© Robert Burns
NOW spring has clad the grove in green,
And strewd the lea wi flowers;
The furrowd, waving corn is seen
Rejoice in fostering showers.
Dedication: Sent With The Second Edition Of The Poem To His Majesty The King Of Prussia
© Henry James Pye
Imperial Bard! if while my humble strain
Thy precepts sung to Albion's warlike train,
