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Griselda: A Society Novel In Verse - Chapter IV

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

How shall I take up this vain parable
And ravel out its issue? Heaven and Hell,
The principles of good and evil thought,
Embodied in our lives, have blindly fought

Who Follow The Flag

© Henry Van Dyke

PHI BETA KAPPA ODE
HARVARD UNIVERSITY
June 30, 1910

The Ballad of Mabel Clare

© Henry Lawson

Ye children of the Land of Gold,

I sing a song to you,

Pieter Marinus

© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

So, when my time comes, send no angels down
With lutes, and harps, and foreign instruments,
To pipe old Pieter's spirit up to heaven
Past his tall namesake sturdy at his post.

Heroes Of The Titanic

© Henry Van Dyke

Honour the brave who sleep

Where the lost Titanic lies,

Life Is A Dream - Act I

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

THIS TRANSLATION
INTO ENGLISH IMITATIVE VERSE
OF
CALDERON'S MOST FAMOUS DRAMA,

The Nobler Lover

© James Russell Lowell

If he be a nobler lover, take him!

You in you I seek, and not myself;

A Lamantation For The Death Of Sir Maurice Fitzgerald

© James Clarence Mangan

THERE was lifted up one voice of woe,

One lament of more than mortal grief,

Persia

© Henry Kendall

I am writing this song at the close

Of a beautiful day of the spring

Three Portraits Of Prince Charles

© Andrew Lang

BEAUTIFUL face of a child,
Lighted with laughter and glee,
Mirthful, and tender, and wild,
My heart is heavy for thee!

1744

Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 06 - Spring

"Oh, dear, with the just unfolded tender leaflets of Mango trees as his incisive arrows, and with shining strings of honeybees as his bowstring, the assailant named Vasanta came very nigh, to afflict the hearts of those that are fully engaged in affairs of lovemaking…

"Oh, dear, in Vasanta, Spring, trees are with flowers and waters are with lotuses, hence the breezes are agreeably fragrant with the fragrance of those flowers, thereby the eventides are comfortable and even the daytimes are pleasant with those fragrant breezes, thereby the women are with concupiscence, thus everything is highly pleasing…

Elegy for an Old Boxer by James McKean: American Life in Poetry #80 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2

© Ted Kooser

One of poetry's traditional public services is the presentation of elegies in honor of the dead. Here James McKean remembers a colorful friend and neighbor.

A Preface

Nothing on earth-no Arts, no Gifts, no Graces-
No Fame, no Wealth-outweighs the wont of it.
This is the Law which every law embraces-
Be fit-be fit! In mind and body be fit!