Poems begining by Y
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You Meaner Beauties Of The Night
© Sir Henry Wotton
You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyesMore by your number than your light; You common people of the skies, What are you when the sun shall rise?
Yarrow Visited. September, 1814
© William Wordsworth
And is this--Yarrow?--This the streamOf which my fancy cherished,So faithfully, a waking dream?An image that hath perished!O that some Minstrel's harp were near,To utter notes of gladness,And chase this silence from the air,That fills my heart with sadness!
Yet why?--a silvery current flowsWith uncontrolled meanderings;Nor have these eyes by greener hillsBeen soothed, in all my wanderings
Youth in Age
© Ethelwyn Wetherald
When younger women stand a breathing space Before their mirrors, with an inward smile At burnished hair or slender throat or wileOf dimpled chin, or nest a rose in laceAnd note how perfectly it mates the face, I, pallid, worn and hollow-templed, pile My heart with thoughts of secret triumphs, whileYoung hopes are mine, young bliss and youth's light pace
Youth and Calm
© Matthew Arnold
'Tis death! and peace, indeed, is here,
And ease from shame, and rest from fear.
Your Idea of Embracing Horror
© Moritz Albert Frank
Your idea of embracing horrorwas overwhelmed by the horror:
Young Canada, or Jack's as Good as his Master
© McLachlan Alexander
I love this land of forest grand! The land where labour's free;Let others roam away from home, Be this the land for me!Where no one moils, and strains and toils, That snobs may thrive the faster;And all are free, as men should be, And Jack's as good's his master!
Where none are slaves, that lordly knaves May idle all the year;For rank and caste are of the past,-- They'll never flourish here!And Jew or Turk if he'll but work, Need never fear disaster;He reaps the crop he sowed in hope, For Jack's as good's his master
Yozgad XXIV: War that begins in Man in nations ends
© Julius Stanley de Vere Alexander
War that begins in Man in nations endsTo an appointed purpose
Yozgad IV: How like an ocean is existence here
© Julius Stanley de Vere Alexander
Yozgad is situated in a remote and high valley of the Anatolian tableland
Ye Wearie Wayfarer Hys Ballad. Fytte I. By Wood and Wold
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
Beneath the greenwood bough. -- W. Scott.
Ye Wearie Wayfarer Hys Ballad. Fytte 5. Lex Talionis
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
And if there's blood upon his hand,'Tis but the blood of deer. -- W. Scott.
Yowr Yen Two Woll Sle me Sodenly
© Geoffrey Chaucer
Yowr yen two woll sle me sodenly.I may the beaute of them not susteneSo wondeth it thorow out my herte kene.
yes at first
© Margaret Atwood
yes at first yougo down smooth aspills, all of mebreathes you in and then it's
You'll know itas you know 'tis Noon
© Emily Dickinson
You'll know itas you know 'tis Noon
By Glory
As you do the Sun
By Glory
As you will in Heaven
Know God the Fatherand the Son.
Yeshwant Rao
© Arun Kolatkar
Are you looking for a god?
I know a good one.
His name is Yeshwant Rao
and he's one of the best.
look him up
when you are in Jejuri next.
Youth And Age.
© Robert Crawford
The last fruit off a tree is oft more sweet
And finely flavoured than the first, and so
Within life's autumn men may pleasures pluck
As sweet as youth's, and more sufficing than
The rank and rare enjoyments of the boy.
Years After the War In Australia
© Henry Lawson
The Big rough boys from the runs out back were first where the balls flew free,
And yelled in the slang of the Outside Track: By God, its a Christmas spree!
