War poems

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The Wanderer's Storm-song.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Him whom thou ne'er leavest, Genius,
Thou wilt place upon thy fleecy pinion
When he sleepeth on the rock,--
Thou wilt shelter with thy guardian wing
In the forest's midnight hour.

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The Tunnel

© Robert Laurence Binyon

Sitting with strangers in the hurrying train,
We spoke not to each other. Golden May
Flooded those warm fields greener from the rain,
Then sudden darkness stole it all away.

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Dedication.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

By new-born flow'rs that full of dew-drops hung;
The youthful day awoke with ecstacy,
And all things quicken'd were, to quicken me.

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Sue's Got A Baby

© Edgar Albert Guest

Sue's got a baby now, an' she

Is like her mother used to be;

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Hero And Leander. The Third Sestiad

© George Chapman

New light gives new directions, fortunes new,

  To fashion our endeavours that ensue.

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The Dance Of Death.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

And the churchyard like day seems to glow.
When see! first one grave, then another opes wide,
And women and men stepping forth are descried,

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Starting From Paumanok

© Walt Whitman

Of earth, rocks, Fifth-month flowers, experienced-stars, rain, snow,
  my amaze;
Having studied the mocking-bird's tones, and the mountainhawk's,
And heard at dusk the unrival'd one, the hermit thrush from the
  swamp-cedars,
Solitary, singing in the West, I strike up for a New World.

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The Dark Day

© William Carlos Williams

A three-day-long rain from the east-

an terminable talking, talking

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After Sixty Years

© Edith Nesbit

RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar

  Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer

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A Letter From Italy

© Joseph Addison

Salve magna parens frugum Saturnia tellus,


Magna virûm! tibi res antiquæ laudis et artis

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The Slavery Of Greece

© George Canning

Unrivall'd Greece! thou ever honor'd name,
Thou nurse of heroes dear to deathless fame!
Though now to worth, to honor all unknown,
Thy lustre faded, and thy glories flown;
Yet still shall Memory, with reverted eye,
Trace thy past worth, and view thee with a sigh.

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The Vanity of Human Wishes: The Tenth Satire of Juvenal, Imitated by Samuel Johnson

© Samuel Johnson

Yet still the gen'ral Cry the Skies assails
And Gain and Grandeur load the tainted Gales;
Few know the toiling Statesman's Fear or Care,
Th' insidious Rival and the gaping Heir.

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Daphne to Apollo. Imitated From The First Book Of Ovid's Metamorphosis

© Matthew Prior

Daphne aside]
This care is for himself as pure as death;
One mile has put the fellow out of breath:
He'll never go, I'll lead him th' other round;
Washy he is, perhaps not over sound.

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Living Remembrance.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

HALF vex'd, half pleased, thy love will feel,
Shouldst thou her knot or ribbon steal;
To thee they're much--I won't conceal;

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The Happy Couple.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

AFTER these vernal rainsThat we so warmly sought,
Dear wife, see how our plainsWith blessings sweet are fraught!
We cast our distant gazeFar in the misty blue;
Here gentle love still strays,Here dwells still rapture true.Thou seest whither goYon pair of pigeons white,

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Durer: Innsbruck, 1495

© James Phillip McAuley

I had often, cowled in the slumbrous heavy air,
Closed my inanimate lids to find it real,
As I knew it would be, the colourful spires
And painted roofs, the high snows glimpsed at the back

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A Song Of Christmas

© Katharine Tynan

THE Christmas moon shines clear and right;
There were poor travellers such a night
Had neither fire nor candle-light.

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Ganymede.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

How, in the light of morning,
Round me thou glowest,
Spring, thou beloved one!
With thousand-varying loving bliss

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General Confession.

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

In this noble ring to-dayLet my warning shame ye!
Listen to my solemn voice,--Seldom does it name ye.
Many a thing have ye intended,Many a thing have badly ended,
And now I must blame ye.At some moment in our livesWe must all repent us!

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Part of a Legacy by Frank Steele: American Life in Poetry #158 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2

© Ted Kooser

Putting bed pillows onto the grass to freshen, it's a pretty humble subject for a poem, but look how Kentucky poet, Frank Steele, deftly uses a sun-warmed pillow to bring back the comfort and security of childhood.

Part of a Legacy