War poems
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The Switzer's Wife
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Nor look nor tone revealeth aught
Save woman's quietness of thought;
And yet around her is a light
Of inward majesty and might. ~ M.J.J.
A West Country Ballad
© Anonymous
This is the tale of Norton
Who vowed a vow, by zounds,
To catch the varlet Gardiner
And win a thousand pounds.
from Georgics, III
© Virgil
Thus every Creature, and of every Kind,
The secret Joys of sweet Coition find:
Our Sailor
© John Jay Chapman
OH yes, he came again! But 'twas not he.
A youth no longer ours, nay, taller, older;
Up And Down Old Brandywine
© James Whitcomb Riley
Up and down old Brandywine,
In the days 'at's past and gone--
Madmen
© Billy Collins
They say you can jinx a poem
if you talk about it before it is done.
If you let it out too early, they warn,
your poem will fly away,
and this time they are absolutely right.
Oh Lovely Rock
© Robinson Jeffers
We stayed the night in the pathless gorge of Ventana Creek, up the east fork.
The rock walls and the mountain ridges hung forest on forest above our heads, maple and redwood,
Laurel, oak, madrone, up to the high and slender Santa Lucian firs that stare up the cataracts
Of slide-rock to the star-color precipices.
To a Young Lady, With Some Lampreys
© John Gay
With lovers, twas of old the fashion
By presents to convey their passion;
A Winter Daybreak above Vence
© James Wright
The night’s drifts
Pile up below me and behind my back,
I Am Learning To Abandon the World
© Linda Pastan
I am learning to abandon the world
before it can abandon me.
The Lost Child
© Henry Cuyler Bunner
Heres a reward for wholl find Love!
Love is a-straying
Ever since Maying,
Hither and yon, below, above,
All are seeking Love!
