Work poems

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The Light of the Sun

© Kabir

THE light of the sun, the moon, and the stars shines bright:
The melody of love swells forth, and the rhythm of love's detachment beats the time.
Day and night, the chorus of music fills the heavens; and Kabîr says
"My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky."

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Rhymed Plea For Tolerance - Dialogue I

© John Kenyon

  Yet the heart vents still more indignant blame,
  Where Lawgivers their sullen codes proclaim,
  And idly would constrain the creed within,
  As if Belief were Crime, and Tolerance—Sin.

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The Bank Clerk

© Edgar Albert Guest

I'D LIKE to be a bank clerk, and sit inside a cage,
I'd like to take and hoard away the toiler's weekly wage;
I 'd like to sit behind a drawer with gold and greenbacks lined,
I 'd like to read the writing on the checks rich men have signed,
It must be nice to shut up shop at 3 and cease to fret,
And then I wish that I could have the holidays they get.

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The Whistler

© Virna Sheard

Throughout the sunny day he whistled on his way--

  Oh high and low, and gay and sweet,

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The Tempted Soul

© Robert Fuller Murray

Weak soul, by sense still led astray,
Why wilt thou parley with the foe?
He seeks to work thine overthrow,
And thou, poor fool! dost point the way.

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The Portrait

© Madison Julius Cawein

In some quaint Nurnberg maler-atelier

Uprummaged. When and where was never clear

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The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 4

© Publius Vergilius Maro

BUT anxious cares already seiz’d the queen:  

She fed within her veins a flame unseen;  

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Nature And the Book

© Alfred Austin

I closed the book. The summer shower
In smiling dimples ebbed away,
But still on leaf, and blade, and flower,
The fallen raindrops glistening lay.

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Satyr V. Verse

© Thomas Parnell

Thou soft Engager of my tender years

Divertive verse now come & ease my cares

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English Eclogues III - The Funeral

© Robert Southey

The coffin as I past across the lane

  Came sudden on my view. It was not here,

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Ellen Brine Ov Allenburn

© William Barnes

Noo soul did hear her lips complaïn,

  An' she's a-gone vrom all her païn,

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The Reformer

© John Greenleaf Whittier

ALL grim and soiled and brown with tan,
I saw a Strong One, in his wrath,
Smiting the godless shrines of man
Along his path.

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A Hymn of The Sea

© William Cullen Bryant

The sea is mighty, but a mightier sways

His restless billows. Thou, whose hands have scooped

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The Minstrel ; Or, The Progress Of Genius - Book II.

© James Beattie

I.
Of chance or change O let not man complain,
Else shall he never never cease to wail:
For, from the imperial dome, to where the swain

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Femina Contra Mundum

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

The sun was black with judgment, and the moon
 Blood: but between
I saw a man stand, saying: 'To me at least
 The grass is green.

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Farmer Whipple--Bachelor

© James Whitcomb Riley

It's a mystery to see me--a man o' fifty-four,
Who's lived a cross old bachelor fer thirty year' and more--
A-lookin' glad and smilin'!  And they's none o' you can say
That you can guess the reason why I feel so good to-day!

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Sonnet V: Whilst Youth and Error

© Samuel Daniel

Whilst youth and error led my wand'ring mind

And set my thoughts in heedless ways to range,

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To The Right Hon. Mr. Dodington

© Edward Young

  Balbutius, muffled in his sable cloak,
  Like an old Druid from his hollow oak,
  As ravens solemn, and as boding, cries,
  "Ten thousand worlds for the three unities!"
  Ye doctors sage, who through Parnassus teach,
  Or quit the tub, or practise what you preach.

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Wake now, my Soul, and humbly hear

© John Austin

Wake now, my Soul, and humbly hear

What thy mild Lord commands:

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When I Consider How My Light Is Spent

© John Milton

  When I consider how my light is spent
  Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
  And that one talent which is death to hide
  Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent