Work poems
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Of The Nature Of Things: Book V - Part 06 - Origins And Savage Period Of Mankind
© Lucretius
But mortal man
Was then far hardier in the old champaign,
The Ramble-eer
© Anonymous
The earth rolls on through empty space, its journey's never done;
It's entered for a starry race throughout the kingdom come.
And, as I am a bit of earth, I follow it because -
And to prove I am a rolling stone and never gather moss.
Birdofredum Sawin; Esq., To Mr. Hosea Biglow
© James Russell Lowell
I hed it on my min' las' time, when I to write ye started,
To tech the leadin' featurs o' my gittin' me convarted;
Genesis BK XI
© Caedmon
ll. 442-460) Then God's enemy began to make him ready, equipped
in war-gear, with a wily heart. He set his helm of darkness on
The Complacent Slacker
© Edgar Albert Guest
When he was just a lad in school,
He used to sit around and fool
Old Spense
© Isabella Valancy Crawford
You've seen his place, I reckon, friend?
'Twas rather kind ov tryin'.
The way he made the dollars fly,
Such gimcrack things a-buyin'--
He spent a big share ov a fortin'
On pesky things that went a snortin'
The Last Of The Flock
© William Wordsworth
I
IN distant countries have I been,
And yet I have not often seen
A healthy man, a man full grown,
Upon The Lark and The Fowler
© John Bunyan
Thou simple bird, what makes thou here to play?
Look, there's the fowler, pr'ythee come away.
My Trust
© John Greenleaf Whittier
A picture memory brings to me
I look across the years and see
Myself beside my mother's knee.
The Bush Fire
© William Henry Ogilvie
The Sun has signed his nightly armistice,
Drawn a dark cloud across his crimson breast,
And gone to war with other lands than this,
Lowering his splendid banners from the west.
Down the world's edge the summer lightnings play,
Their broadswords flashing o'er departed day.
The Woman
© Harriet Monroe
Go sleep, my sweetierestrest!
Oh soft little hand on mother's breast!
Oh soft little lipsthe din's mos' gone-
Over and done, my dearie one!
Ode X: To Thomas Edwards, Esquire: On The Late Edition Of Mr. Pope's Work
© Mark Akenside
I.
Believe me, Edwards, to restrain
The Rival Poet Sonnets (78 - 86)
© William Shakespeare
NOTE: A sub-group within the Fair Youth sonnets,
the Rival Poet sonnets are poems in which
the speaker is railing against the young man
for paying undue attention to another poet.
Solomon on the Vanity of the World, A Poem. In Three Books. - Knowledge. Book I.
© Matthew Prior
But, O! ere yet original man was made,
Ere the foundations of this earth were laid,
It was opponent to our search ordain'd,
That joy still sought should never be attain'd:
This sad experience cites me to reveal,
And what I dictate is from what I feel.
Elegy: Walking the Line
© Edgar Bowers
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line,
The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum
Superb above the cabin, along the wall
Stones gathered from the level field nearby
On the Universality and Other Attributes of the God of Nature
© Philip Morin Freneau
ALL that we see, about, abroad,
What is it all, but nature's God?
In meaner works discovered here
No less than in the starry sphere.
By The Alma River
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Willie, Willie, go to sleep,
God will keep us, O my boy;
He will make the dull hours creep
Faster, and send news of joy,
A Thought or Two on Reading Pomfret's
© James Henry Leigh Hunt
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring,
A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing,
Not much a verse, and poem none at all,
Yet, as they say, extremely natural.
Scenes In London II - Oxford Street
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
LIFE in its many shapes was there,
The busy and the gay;
Faces that seemed too young and fair
To ever know decay.
