Women poems
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The Virtuous Manners Of The Young Women
© Confucius
High and compressed, the Southern trees
No shelter from the sun afford.
When We Play The Fool
© Edgar Albert Guest
Last night I stood in a tawdry place
And watched the ways of the human race.
Over The Water
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Think of it, think of it over the water
Thousands of men to-day march on to death,
Think how the sun shines on fields red with slaughter-
How the air chokes, with the cannon's hot breath.
Your Time's Comin'
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
cho; You know she's a cheater, son
And you think that you're the one
That's got a lot of what it takes to change her;
I've no doubt that you can get her
You ain't much, but that don't matter
Nothin' suits her better than a stranger.
Aeneid
© Virgil
THE ARGUMENT.- Turnus takes advantage of AEneas's absence,
fires some of his ships (which are transformed into sea nymphs),
and assaults his camp. The Trojans, reduc'd to the last extremities,
send Nisus and Euryalus to recall AEneas; which furnishes the
poet with that admirable episode of their friendship, generosity, and
the conclusion of their adventures.
'Look At The Clock!' : Patty Morgan The Milkmaid's Story
© Richard Harris Barham
And 'still on each evening when pleasure fills up,'
At the old Goat-in-Boots, with Metheglin, each cup,
Mr Pryce, if he's there,
Will get into 'the Chair,'
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 03 - part 02
© Torquato Tasso
XVI
Soon was the prey out of their hands recovered,
Sylvesters Dying Bed
© Langston Hughes
I woke up this mornin
Bout half-past three.
All the womens in town
Was gathered round me.
Fortunio. A Parable For The Times
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
WHO at the court of Astolf, the great King,
King of a realm of firs, and icy floes,
Cold bright fiords, and mountains capped with clouds.
Who there so loved and honored as the knight,
The Corsair
© George Gordon Byron
1.
'Deep in my soul that tender secret dwells,
Lonely and lost to light for evermore,
Save when to thine my heart responsive swells,
Then trembles into silence as before
The Card Clubs First Meeting
© Edgar Albert Guest
The battles for the pickle dish once more are under way,
The Uno Pedro Club is first and foremost in the fray.
It started off auspiciously, without a sign of frown,
Good Mrs. Green put all at ease by kissing Mrs. Brown.
Catterskill Falls
© William Cullen Bryant
Midst greens and shades the Catterskill leaps,
From cliffs where the wood-flower clings;
All summer he moistens his verdant steeps
With the sweet light spray of the mountain springs;
And he shakes the woods on the mountain side,
When they drip with the rains of autumn-tide.
Thou Shalt Not Kill
© Kenneth Rexroth
Harry who didnt care at all?
Hart who went back to the sea?
Timor mortis conturbat me.
The Teacher Of Wisdom
© Oscar Wilde
From his childhood he had been as one filled with the perfect
knowledge of God, and even while he was yet but a lad many of the
saints, as well as certain holy women who dwelt in the free city of
his birth, had been stirred to much wonder by the grave wisdom of
his answers.
Painting by Vuillard
© Thom Gunn
Two dumpy women with buns were drinking coffee
In a narrow kitchenat least I think a kitchen
To The Best Of Women, My Mother
© Arthur Henry Adams
I would give it all up at a word from you, Mother o' mine!
But the strife has begun
The Fop's Blouse
© Vladimir Mayakovsky
I will sew myself black trousers
from the velvet of my voice.
And from three yards of sunset, a yellow blouse.
Along the world's main street, along its glossy lanes,
I will saunter with the gait of Don Juan, a fop.
Sonnet XXVI: I Lived With Visions
© Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I lived with visions for my company
Instead of men and women, years ago,
The Homecomers Song
© Edgar Albert Guest
Then it's home once again,
Where the dear ones await,
And it's back in the land of the free;
And it's back once again
In my own native state,
This country's the country for me.
