War poems
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The Last Prophecy Of Cassandra
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
THE sun is fading in the skies,
And evening shades are gathering fast;
Fair city, ere that sun shall rise,
Thy night hath come,-thy day is past!
The Night-Wind
© Emily Jane Brontë
In summer's mellow midnight,
A cloudless moon shone through
Our open parlour window,
And rose-trees wet with dew.
O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig!
© Walt Whitman
O BITTER sprig! Confession sprig!
In the bouquet I give you place also-I bind you in,
Proceeding no further till, humbled publicly,
I give fair warning, once for all.
When Lide Married _Him_
© James Whitcomb Riley
When Lide married _him_--w'y, she had to jes dee-fy
The whole poppilation!--But she never bat' an eye!
Pixley Folks
© Edgar Albert Guest
SOMETIMES I git to thinkin' o' the days o' youth, an then
There comes a-troopin' through my mind th wimmin folk an' men
The Sodger's Lassie
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
A'the toun is to the doun
Puin' o' the blaeberrie.
Ab's gane, Rab's gane,
Aggie's gane, Maggie's gane,
A' the toun is to the doun,
An's left the house to wae and me.
Seed-Time And Harvest
© John Greenleaf Whittier
As o'er his furrowed fields which lie
Beneath a coldly dropping sky,
Yet chill with winter's melted snow,
The husbandman goes forth to sow,
Hymn On Solitude
© James Thomson
Hail, mildly pleasing Solitude,
Companion of the wise and good,
But from whose holy piercing eye
The herd of fools and villains fly.
"The sun goes down, on other lands to shine."
© Robert Laurence Binyon
The sun goes down, on other lands to shine.
I long to keep him, but he will not stay.
Only in fancy can I wing my way
To overtake him, to recatch each ray,
Warmer and warmer, till at last is mine,
In fancy, that loved gaze, that light divine.
The Poetry Of Shakespeare
© George Meredith
Picture some Isle smiling green 'mid the white-foaming ocean; -
Full of old woods, leafy wisdoms, and frolicsome fays;
Passions and pageants; sweet love singing bird-like above it;
Life in all shapes, aims, and fates, is there warm'd by one great
human heart.
The Three Christmas Waits
© William Makepeace Thackeray
"When this black year began,
This Eighteen-forty-eight,
I was a great great man,
And king both vise and great,
And Munseer Guizot by me did show
As Minister of State.
A Lament For The Wissahiccon
© Frances Anne Kemble
The waterfall is calling me
With its merry gleesome flow,
And the green boughs are beckoning me,
To where the wild flowers grow:
The Famine In Ireland
© James Brunton Stephens
THEY shall not perish! Not if help can save
Our hunger-stricken brethren from the grave!
Atheism --
© Phillis Wheatley
Muse! Muse! where shall I begin the spacious feild
To tell what curses unbeleif doth yeild?
Italy : 13. Coll'Alto
© Samuel Rogers
"In this neglected mirror (the broad frame
Of massy silver serves to testify
That many a noble matron of the house
Has sat before it) once, alas, was seen
Of The Nature Of Things: Book I - Part 02 - Substance Is Eternal
© Lucretius
This terror, then, this darkness of the mind,
Not sunrise with its flaring spokes of light,
The Dream
© Caroline Hayward
He sees it all - and a secret pang,
Through that all unconquered spirit rang,
And I turned to look on the conqueror dread,
I woke, 'twas a dream, and the vision fled.
Ode to Evening
© William Taylor Collins
If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song,
May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear,
