War poems
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[Deeply repentant of my sinful ways]
© Gaspara Stampa
Deeply repentant of my sinful ways
And of my trivial, manifold desires,
Human Life, On The Denial Of Immortality
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
If dead, we cease to be; if total gloom
Swallow up life's brief flash for aye, we fare
As summer-gusts, of sudden birth and doom,
Whose sound and motion not alone declare,
Early Sunday Morning
© Edward Hirsch
I used to mock my father and his chums
for getting up early on Sunday morning
and drinking coffee at a local spot
but now I’m one of those chumps.
The Were-Wolf
© Madison Julius Cawein
Nay! yon wild stream that leaps
Hoarse from the black pines of the Hakel steeps,
A moon-tipped water, down a glittering crag.--
Why so aghast, sweetheart? Why dost thou stop?
The Universal Prayer
© Alexander Pope
Father of all! in every age,
In every clime adored,
By saint, by savage, and by sage,
Jehovah, Jove, or Lord!
The Peasant Girl Of The Rhone
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
There is but one place in the world:
Thither where he lies buried!
Anon
From “Old English Rune Poem”
© Pierre Reverdy
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Wealth is a comfort to every man
yet every man must divide it mightily
If ??he wishes to have the measurer’s mercy
English Eclogues I - The Old Mansion-House
© Robert Southey
STRANGER.
Old friend! why you seem bent on parish duty,
Breaking the highway stones,--and 'tis a task
Somewhat too hard methinks for age like yours.
Conscription Camp
© Ishmael Reed
Your landscape sickens with a dry disease
Even in May, Virginia, and your sweet pines
Like Frenchmen runted in a hundred wars
Are of a child’s height in these battlefields.
Of Love To God
© John Bunyan
When I do this begin to apprehend,
My heart, my soul, and mind, begins to bend
The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 09
© William Langland
"Sire Dowel dwelleth,' quod Wit, "noght a day hennes
In a castel that Kynde made of foure kynnes thynges.
Morning Hymn
© Charles Wesley
Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph oer the shades of night:
Day-spring from on high, be near:
Day-star, in my heart appear.
Grammers Shoes
© William Barnes
I do seem to zee Grammer as she did use
Vor to show us, at Chris'mas, her weddèn shoes,
Attainment
© Madison Julius Cawein
ON the Heights of Great Endeavour,
Where Attainment looms forever,
Voices from the Other World
© James Merrill
Presently at our touch the teacup stirred,
Then circled lazily about
From A to Z. The first voice heard
(If they are voices, these mute spellers-out)
Was that of an engineer
Resolution and Independence
© André Breton
There was a roaring in the wind all night;
The rain came heavily and fell in floods;
