Naama's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by naama  —  There are currently 157 poems total — keep up the great work!

Salad

To make this condiment, your poet begs The pounded yellow of two hard-boiled eggs; Two boiled potatoes, passed through kitchen-sieve, Smoothness and softness to the salad give; Let onion atoms lurk within the bowl, And, half-su...

by Sydney Smith

added by naama
3 months ago
An Old Bachelor

Twas raw, and chill, and cold outside, With a boisterous wind untamed, But I was sitting snug within, Where my good log-fire flamed. As my clock ticked, My cat purred, And my kettle sang. ...

by Tudor Storrs Jenks

added by naama
3 months ago
The Tree Of Life

Broad daylight, with a sense of weariness! Mine eyes were closed, but I was not asleep, My hand was in my father's, and I felt His presence near me. Thus we often past In silence, hour by hour. What was the need Of interchangin...

by Toru Dutt

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3 months ago
Prehlad

A terror both of gods and men Was Heerun Kasyapu, the king; No bear more sullen in its den, No tiger quicker at the spring. In strength of limb he had not met, Since first his black flag he unfurled, Nor in audacious courag...

by Toru Dutt

added by naama
3 months ago
Antarctic

What tale is this which stirs a world of knaves Out of its grubbing to throw greasy pence Forth to the hat, and choke with eloquence In boastful prose and verse of doubtful staves? Four men have died, gentlemen, heroes, braves; ...

by Thomas William Hodgson Crosland

added by naama
3 months ago
Slain

You who are still and white And cold like stone; For whom the unfailing light Is spent and done; For whom no more the breath Of dawn, nor evenfall Nor Spring, nor love, nor death Matter at all; Who were so strong ...

by Thomas William Hodgson Crosland

added by naama
3 months ago
The Eagle

They have him in a cage And little children run To offer him well-meant bits of bun, And very common people say, "My word! Ain't he a 'orrible bird!" And the smart, "How absurd! Poor, captive, draggled, downc...

by Thomas William Hodgson Crosland

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3 months ago
Lovers' Lane

This cool quiet of trees In the grey dusk of the north, In the green half-dusk of the west, Where fires still glow; These glimmering fantasies Of foliage branching forth And drooping into rest; Ye lovers, know That ...

by Thomas Moult

added by naama
3 months ago
For Bessie, Seated By Me In The Garden

To the heart, to the heart the white petals Quietly fall. Memory is a little wind, and magical The dreaming hours. As a breath they fall, as a sigh; Green garden hours too langorous to waken, White leaves of blossomy tree w...

by Thomas Moult

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3 months ago
Truly He Hath A Sweet Bed

Brown earth, sun-soaked, Beneath his head And over the quiet limbs.... Through time unreckoned Lay this brown earth for him. Now is he come. Truly he hath a sweet bed. The perfume shed From invisible gardens is chalice...

by Thomas Moult

added by naama
3 months ago
A Fragment

Oh, Youth! could dark futurity reveal Her hidden worlds, unlock her cloud-hung gates, Or snatch the keys of mystery from time, Your souls would madden at the piercing sight Of fortune, wielding high her woe-born arms To crush a...

by Thomas Gent

added by naama
3 months ago
Love

Love!--what is love? a mere machine, a spring For freaks fantastic, a convenient thing, A point to which each scribbling wight most steer, Or vainly hope for food or favour here; A summer's sigh; a winter's wistful tale: A soun...

by Thomas Gent

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3 months ago
Repose

A mossy footfall in this wood A peal of thunder were, Or autumn tempest-shriek, compared With the unwhispered stir Of massy fluids lift in air, To build these leafy pillars fair. Lavished at...

by Theodore Harding Rand

added by naama
3 months ago
The Years

As comes amain the glossy flying raven, That with unwavering wing, breast on the view, Cleaves slow the lucid air beneath the blue, And seems scarce other than a figure graven - Ha! now the sweeping pinions fla...

by Theodore Harding Rand

added by naama
3 months ago
The Wind

The lithe wind races and sings Over the grasses and wheat - See the emerald floor as it springs To the touch of invisible feet! Ah, later, the fir and the pine Shall stoop to its weightier tread...

by Theodore Harding Rand

added by naama
3 months ago
Unity

I dreamed that life and time and space were one, And the pure trance of dawn; The increase drawn From all the journeys of the travelling sun, And the long mysteries of sound and sight, The whispering rains, And ...

by Violet Jacob

added by naama
3 months ago
Fringford Brook

The willows stand by Fringford brook, From Fringford up to Hethe, Sun on their cloudy silver heads, And shadow underneath. They ripple to the silent airs That stir the lazy day, Now whitened by their passing ha...

by Violet Jacob

added by naama
3 months ago
Armed

Give me to-night to hide me in the shade, That neither moon nor star May see the secret place where I am laid, Nor watch me from afar. Let not the dark its prying ghosts employ To peer on my retreat, And see th...

by Violet Jacob

added by naama
3 months ago
Full Moon

She was wearing the coral taffeta trousers Someone had brought her from Ispahan, And the little gold coat with pomegranate blossoms, And the coral-hafted feather fan; But she ran down a Kentish lane in the moonlight, And skippe...

by Victoria Mary Sackville-West

added by naama
3 months ago
Evening

When little lights in little ports come out, Quivering down through water with the stars, And all the fishing fleet of slender spars Range at their moorings, veer with tide about; When race of wind is stilled and sails are furled,...

by Victoria Mary Sackville-West

added by naama
3 months ago
The Garden

We owned a garden on a hill, We planted rose and daffodil, Flowers that English poets sing, And hoped for glory in the Spring. We planted yellow hollyhocks, And humble sweetly-smelling stocks, And c...

by Victoria Mary Sackville-West

added by naama
3 months ago
Morning

Morning glances hither, Now the shade is past; Dream and fog fly thither Where Night goes at last; Open eyes and roses As the darkness closes; And the sound that grows is Nature walking fast. Murmuring all and sing...

by Victor Hugo

added by naama
3 months ago
How Good Are The Poor

Tis night - within the close stout cabin door, The room is wrapped in shade save where there fall Some twilight rays that creep along the floor, And show the fisher's nets upon the wall. In the dim corner, from the oaken chest, ...

by Victor Hugo

added by naama
3 months ago
Childhood

The small child sang; the mother, outstretched on the low bed, With anguish moaned, - fair Form pain should possess not long; For, ever nigher, Death hovered around her head: I hearkened there this moan, and heard even there ...

by Victor-Marie Hugo

added by naama
3 months ago
Uncle Sammy

Some men were born for great things, Some were born for small; Some--it is not recorded Why they were born at all; But Uncle Sammy was certain he had a legitimate call. Some were born with a talent, Some with scrip an...

by Will Carleton

added by naama
3 months ago
One And Two

I. If you to me be cold, Or I be false to you, The world will go on, I think, Just as it used to do; The clouds will flirt with the moon, The sun will kiss the sea, The wind to the trees will whisper, And laugh at y...

by Will Carleton

added by naama
3 months ago
The Fading Flower

There is a chillness in the air-- A coldness in the smile of day; And e'en the sunbeam's crimson glare Seems shaded with a tinge of gray. Weary of journeys to and fro, The sun low creeps adown the sky; And on the shivering...

by Will Carleton

added by naama
3 months ago
The Cakewalk

In smoky lamplight of a Smyrna Cafe, He saw them, seven solemn negroes dancing, With faces rapt and out-thrust bellies prancing In a slow solemn ceremonial cakewalk, Dancing and prancing to the sombre tom-tom Thumped by a crook...

by Wilfred Wilson Gibson

added by naama
3 months ago
Fire

In each black tile a mimic fire's aglow, And in the hearthlight old mahogany, Ripe with stored sunshine that in Mexico Poured like gold wine into the living tree Summer on summer through a century, Burns like a crater in the he...

by Wilfred Wilson Gibson

added by naama
3 months ago
Quiet

Only the footprints of the partridge run Over the billowy drifts on the mountain-side; And now on level wings the brown birds glide Following the snowy curves, and in the sun Bright birds of gold above the stainless white They ...

by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

added by naama
3 months ago
The End

After the blast of lightning from the east, The flourish of loud clouds, the Chariot throne, After the drums of time have rolled and ceased And from the bronze west long retreat is blown, Shall Life renew these bod...

by Wilfred Owen

added by naama
3 months ago
Anthem for Doomed Youth

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle Can patter out their hasty orisons. No mockeries for them; no prayers nor bells, ...

by Wilfred Edward Salter Owen

added by naama
3 months ago
The Pastor's Reverie

The pastor sits in his easy-chair, With the Bible upon his knee. From gold to purple the clouds in the west Are changing momently; The shadows lie in the valleys below, And hide in the curtain's fold; And the page grows dim...

by Washington Gladden

added by naama
3 months ago
O Master, Let Me Walk With Thee

O Master, let me walk with thee In lowly paths of service free; Tell me thy secret; help me bear The strain of toil, the fret of care; Help me the slow of heart to move By some clear winning word of love; Teach me the waywa...

by Washington Gladden

added by naama
3 months ago
Ultima Veritas

In the bitter waves of woe, Beaten and tossed about By the sullen winds that blow From the desolate shores of doubt,-- When the anchors that faith had cast Are dragging in the gale, I am quietly holding fast To the...

by Washington Gladden

added by naama
3 months ago
Years Ago

This day it was--Ah! years ago, Long years ago, when first we met; When first her voice thrill'd through my heart, Aeolian-sweet, thrill'd through my heart; And glances from her soft brown eyes, Like gleamings out of Pa...

by Walter R. Cassels

added by naama
3 months ago
Gone

The night is dark, and evermore The thick drops patter on the pane The wind is weary of the rain, And round the thatches moaneth sore; Dark is the night, and cold the air; And all the trees stand stark and bare,...

by Walter R. Cassels

added by naama
3 months ago
Aiken Drum

There was a man lived in the moon, lived in the moon, lived in the moon, There was a man lived in the moon, And his name was Aiken Drum, And he played upon a ladle, a ladle, a ladle, And he played upon a ladle, And his...

by Walter Crane

added by naama
3 months ago
Baa! Baa! Black Sheep

"Baa! Baa! Black sheep, have you any wool?" "Yes, marry, have I, three bags full; One for my master, and one for my dame, But none for the little boy that lives down the lane!"

by Walter Crane

added by naama
3 months ago
An Alphabet Of Old Friends

A A carrion crow sat on an oak, Watching a tailor shape his cloak. "Wife, bring me my old bent bow, That I may shoot yon carrion crow." The tailor he shot and missed his mark, And shot his own sow quite through t...

by Walter Crane

added by naama
3 months ago
Constant Cannibal Maiden, The

Far, oh, far is the Mango island, Far, oh, far is the tropical sea, Palms a-slant and the hills a-smile, and A cannibal maiden a-waiting for me. I've been deceived by a damsel Spanish, And Indian maidens both red a...

by Wallace Irwin

added by naama
3 months ago
Blow Me Eyes!

When I was young and full o' pride, A-standin' on the grass And gazin' o'er the water-side, I seen a fisher lass. "O, fisher lass, be kind awhile," I asks 'er quite unbid. "Please look into me fac...

by Wallace Irwin

added by naama
3 months ago
Grain Of Salt, A

Of all the wimming doubly blest The sailor's wife's the happiest, For all she does is stay to home And knit and darn, and let 'im roam. Of all the husbands on the earth The sailor has the finest berth, For in 'is cabin he ...

by Wallace Irwin

added by naama
3 months ago
Death

When I am dead a few poor souls shall grieve As I grieved for my brother long ago. Scarce did my eyes grow dim, I had forgotten him; I was far-off hearing the spring winds blow, And many summers burned When, though st...

by W. J. Turner

added by naama
3 months ago
Silence

It was bright day and all the trees were still In the deep valley, and the dim Sun glowed; The clay in hard-baked fire along the hill Leapt through dark trunks to apples green and gold, Smooth, hard and cold, they shone like lamps ...

by W. J. Turner

added by naama
3 months ago
Ecstasy

I saw a frieze on whitest marble drawn Of boys who sought for shells along the shore, Their white feet shedding pallor in the sea, The shallow sea, the spring-time sea of green That faintly creamed against the cold, smooth pebbles....

by W. J. Turner

added by naama
3 months ago
Alone With Nature

The rain came suddenly, and to the shore I paddled, and took refuge in the wood, And, leaning on my paddle, there I stood In mild contentment watching the downpour, Feeling as oft I have felt heretofore, Rooted in nature, th...

by W. M. MacKeracher

added by naama
3 months ago
Autumn

From shy expectancy to burgeoning, From burgeoning to ripeness and decline, The seasons run their various course and bring Again at last the sober days benign. And spring's pied garland, worn for Beauty's sake, And summer's ...

by W. M. MacKeracher

added by naama
3 months ago
The Diameter Of The Bomb

The diameter of the bomb was thirty centimeters and the diameter of its effective range about seven meters, with four dead and eleven wounded. And around these, in a larger circle of pain and time, two hospitals are scattered and one graveyard. Bu...

by Yehuda Amichai

added by naama
3 months ago
A Dog After Love

After you left me I let a dog smell at My chest and my belly. It will fill its nose And set out to find you. I hope it will tear the Testicles of your lover and bite off his penis Or at least Will bring me your stockings between his teeth.

by Yehuda Amichai

added by naama
3 months ago
A Man Doesn't Have Time In His Life

A man doesn't have time in his life to have time for everything. He doesn't have seasons enough to have a season for every purpose. Ecclesiastes Was wrong about that. A man needs to love and to hate at the same moment, to laugh and cry with the s...

by Yehuda Amichai

added by naama
3 months ago
Epistle from Mrs. Yonge to Her Husband

Think not this paper comes with vain pretense To move your pity, or to mourn th' offense. Too well I know that hard obdurate heat; No softening mercy there will take my part, Nor can a woman's arguments prevail, When even your patron's wise examp...

by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu

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3 months ago
Story II. The Oilman and his Parrot

An oilman possessed a parrot which used to amuse him with its agreeable prattle, and to watch his shop when he went out. One day, when the parrot was alone in the shop, a cat upset one of the oil-jars. When the oilman returned home he thought that...

by Jalal al-Din Rumi

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3 months ago
Story XI. The Lion who Hunted with the Wolf and the Fox

A lion took a wolf and a fox with him on a hunting excursion, and succeeded in catching a wild ox, an ibex, and a hare. He then directed the wolf to divide the prey. The wolf proposed to award the ox to the lion, the ibex to himself, and the hare ...

by Jalal al-Din Rumi

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3 months ago
Autumn

I dwell alone—I dwell alone, alone, Whilst full my river flows down to the sea, Gilded with flashing boats That bring no friend to me: O love-songs, gurgling from a hundred throats, O love-pangs, let me be. Fair fall the ...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
An October Garden

In my Autumn garden I was fain To mourn among my scattered roses; Alas for that last rosebud which uncloses To Autumn’s languid sun and rain When all the world is on the wane! Which has not felt the sweet constraint of June, No...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
[Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome]

Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome Has many sonnets: so here now shall be One sonnet more, a love sonnet, from me To her whose heart is my heart’s quiet home, To my first Love, my Mother, on whose knee I learnt love-lore that i...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
Echo

Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of finished years. O dream how swee...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
Lady Montrevor

I do not look for love that is a dream— I only seek for courage to be still; To bear my grief with an unbending will, And when I am a-weary not to seem. Let the round world roll on; let the sun beam; Let the wind blow, and let the rive...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
The World

By day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair: But all night as the moon so changeth she; Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosy And subtle serpents gliding in her hair. By day she wooes me to the outer air, Ripe fruits, sweet flowers, and fu...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
A Triad

Three sang of love together: one with lips Crimson, with cheeks and bosom in a glow, Flushed to the yellow hair and finger tips; And one there sang who soft and smooth as snow Bloomed like a tinted hyacinth at a show; And one was blue wit...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
At Last

Many have sung of love a root of bane: While to my mind a root of balm it is, For love at length breeds love; sufficient bliss For life and death and rising up again. Surely when light of Heaven makes all things plain, Love will gro...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
A Bird Song

It's a year almost that I have not seen her: Oh, last summer green things were greener, Brambles fewer, the blue sky bluer. It's surely summer, for there's a swallow: Come one swallow, his mate will follow, The bird race quicken and wheel and thi...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
Winter: My Secret

I tell my secret? No indeed, not I; Perhaps some day, who knows? But not today; it froze, and blows and snows, And you're too curious: fie! You want to hear it? well: Only, my secret's mine, and I won't tell. Or, after all, perhaps there's none: ...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
Holy Innocents

Sleep, little Baby, sleep; The holy Angels love thee, And guard thy bed, and keep A blessed watch above thee. No spirit can come near Nor evil beast to harm thee: Sleep, Sweet, devoid of fear Where nothing need alarm thee. The Love which doth not...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
Monna Innominata [I loved you first]

I loved you first: but afterwards your love, Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove. Which owes the other most? My love was long, And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong; I loved and guessed at ...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
Monna Innominata [I wish I could remember]

I wish I could remember that first day, First hour, first moment of your meeting me, If bright or dim the season, it might be Summer or Winter for aught I can say; So unrecorded did it slip away, So blind was I to see and to foresee, So dull...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
Monna Innominata [I dream of you, to wake]

I dream of you, to wake: would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on; Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone, As, Summer ended, Summer birds take flight. In happy dreams I hold you full in night. I blush again who waking...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
A Birthday

My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder ...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
A Christmas Carol

In the bleak mid-winter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter Long ago. Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him Nor earth sustain; Heaven ...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
Remember

Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you planned: Only...

by Christina Rossetti

added by naama
3 months ago
An Apple Gathering

I plucked pink blossoms from mine apple-tree And wore them all that evening in my hair: Then in due season when I went to see I found no apples there. With dangling basket all along the grass As I had come I went the selfsame trac...

by Christina Rossetti

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3 months ago
An Address to Miss Phillis Wheatley

I O come you pious youth! adore The wisdom of thy God, In bringing thee from distant shore, To learn His holy word. II Thou mightst been left behind Amidst a dark abode; God's tender mercy still combin'd Thou hast the holy word. III ...

by Jupiter Hammon

added by naama
3 months ago
An Evening Thought: Salvation by Christ, with Penitential Cries

Salvation comes by Christ alone, The only Son of God; Redemption now to every one, That love his holy Word. Dear Jesus, we would fly to Thee, And leave off every Sin, Thy tender Mercy well agree; Salvation from our King. Salvation c...

by Jupiter Hammon

added by naama
3 months ago
A Poem for Children with Thoughts on Death

I O Ye young and thoughtless youth, Come seek the living God, The scriptures are a sacred truth, Ye must believe the word. Eccle. xii. 1. II Tis God alone can make you wise, His wisdom...

by Jupiter Hammon

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3 months ago
Epitaph to a Dog

Near this Spot are deposited the Remains of one who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferosity, and all the virtues of Man without his Vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery if inscribed ov...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage [There is a pleasure in the pathless woods]

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
She Walks in Beauty

I. She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. II. One shade the more, on...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
Lines Inscribed Upon a Cup Formed from a Skull

Start not—nor deem my spirit fled: In me behold the only skull From which, unlike a living head, Whatever flows is never dull. I lived, I loved, I quaff'd, like thee: I died: let earth my bones resign; Fill up—thou canst not injure me; ...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto III [excerpt]

XXXIV There is a very life in our despair, Vitality of poison,—a quick root Which feeds these deadly branches; for it were As nothing did we die; but Life will suit Itself to Sorrow's most detested fruit, Like to the apples on the Dead Sea's shor...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
To Thomas Moore

I. My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea; But, before I go, Tom Moore, Here's a double health to thee! II. Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate; And, whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart ...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
The Destruction Of Sennacherib

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Sum...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
The Giaour [Unquenched, unquenchable]

. . . Unquenched, unquenchable, Around, within, thy heart shall dwell; Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell The tortures of that inward hell! But first, on earth as vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent: Then ghastly haunt thy native...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
Darkness

I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air; Morn came and went—and came...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
Don Juan [If from great nature's or our own abyss]

If from great nature's or our own abyss Of thought we could but snatch a certainty, Perhaps mankind might find the path they miss— But then 't would spoil much good philosophy. One system eats another up, and this Much as old Saturn ate his ...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage [I stood in Venice]

I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand: I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand: A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a ...

by George Gordon Byron

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3 months ago
So we'll go no more a roving

So, we'll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, ...

by George Gordon Byron

added by naama
3 months ago
When We Two Parted

When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow— It felt like th...

by George Gordon Byron

added by naama
3 months ago
Farewell

Farewell, sweetheart, and again farewell; To day we part, and who can tell If we shall e'er again Meet, and with clasped hands Renew our vows of love, and forget The sad, dull pain. Dear heart, 'tis bitter thus to lose thee And think ma...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

added by naama
3 months ago
To the Negro Farmers of the United States

God washes clean the souls and hearts of you, His favored ones, whose backs bend o’er the soil, Which grudging gives to them requite for toil In sober graces and in vision true. God places in your hands the pow’r to do A service sweet. Your gift s...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

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3 months ago
You! Inez!

Orange gleams athwart a crimson soul Lambent flames; purple passion lurks In your dusk eyes. Red mouth; flower soft, Your soul leaps up—and flashes Star-like, white, flame-hot. Curving arms, encircling a world of love, You! Stirring the depths of ...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

added by naama
3 months ago
If I Had Known

If I had known Two years ago how drear this life should be, And crowd upon itself all-strangely sad, Mayhap another song would burst from out my lips, Overflowing with the happiness of future hopes; Mayhap another throb than that of joy. Have stir...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

added by naama
3 months ago
The Idler

An idle lingerer on the wayside’s road, He gathers up his work and yawns away; A little longer, ere the tiresome load Shall be reduced to ashes or to clay. No matter if the world has marched along, And scorned his slowness as it quickly passed; N...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

added by naama
3 months ago
The Lights at Carney’s Point

O white little lights at Carney’s Point, You shine so clear o’er the Delaware; When the moon rides high in the silver sky, Then you gleam, white gems on the Delaware. Diamond circlet on a full white throat, You laugh your rays on...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

added by naama
3 months ago
Sonnet

I had no thought of violets of late, The wild, shy kind that spring beneath your feet In wistful April days, when lovers mate And wander through the fields in raptures sweet. The thought of violets meant florists’ shops, And...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

added by naama
3 months ago
I Sit and Sew

I sit and sew—a useless task it seems, My hands grown tired, my head weighed down with dreams— The panoply of war, the martial tred of men, Grim-faced, stern-eyed, gazing beyond the ken Of lesser souls, whose eyes have not seen Death Nor learned t...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

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3 months ago
Amid the Roses

There is tropical warmth and languorous life Where the roses lie In a tempting drift Of pink and red and golden light Untouched as yet by the pruning knife. And the still, warm life of the roses fair That whisper "Come,&q...

by Alice Dunbar-Nelson

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3 months ago
The Seventh (A hetedik)

If you set out in this world, better be born seven times. Once, in a house on fire, once, in a freezing flood, once, in a wild madhouse, once, in a field of ripe wheat, once, in an empty cloister, and once among pigs in sty. Six babes crying, not ...

by Attila József

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3 months ago
Bound

If I had loved you, soon, ah, soon I had lost you. Had I been kind you had kissed me and gone your faithless way. The kiss that I would not give is the kiss that your lips are holding: Now you are mine forever, because of all I have cost you. You...

by Aline Murray Kilmer

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3 months ago
Shards

I can never remake the thing I have destroyed; I brushed the golden dust from the moth’s bright wing, I called down wind to shatter the cherry-blossoms, I did a terrible thing. I feared that the cup might fall, so I flung it from me; I f...

by Aline Murray Kilmer

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3 months ago
A Prayer

As I lie in bed, Flat on my back; There passes across my ceiling An endless panorama of things— Quick steps of gay-voiced children, Adolescence in its wondering silences, Maid and man on moonlit summer’s eve, Women in the holy glow of Motherhood, ...

by Joseph Seamon Cotter Jr.

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3 months ago
To the American People

With your kind permission, your attention I will claim, I am only just an Indian, it matters not my name, But I represent my people, their cause and interest, too; And in their name and honor, I present myself to you. They have your sacred promise...

by Richard Calmit Adams

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3 months ago
The Clans

When the waters were so mighty As to reach the mountains high, And it seemed that all creation Surely then was doomed to die, Came the turtle to our rescue, Brought us safely unto land, For the Manitou had sent him; Now we’re c...

by Richard Calmit Adams

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3 months ago
A Delaware Indian Legend

Long, long ago, my people say, as their traditions tell, They were a happy, powerful race, loved and respected well. To them belonged the sacred charge, the synagogue to keep, And every Autumn to the tribes, the Manitou’s praises speak. And all th...

by Richard Calmit Adams

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3 months ago
Morning on Shinnecock

The rising sun had crowned the hills, And added beauty to the plain; O grand and wondrous spectacle! That only nature could explain. I stood within a leafy grove, And gazed around in blissful awe; The sky appea...

by Olivia Ward Bush-Banks

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3 months ago
Regret

I said a thoughtless word one day, A loved one heard and went away; I cried: “Forgive me, I was blind; I would not wound or be unkind.” I waited long, but all in vain, To win my loved one back again. Too late, alas! to weep and pray, Death came; m...

by Olivia Ward Bush-Banks

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3 months ago
Invocation

Rise bravest chief! of the mark of the noble deer, With eagle glance, Resume thy lance, And wield again thy warlike spear! The foes of thy line, With coward design, Ha...

by Jane Johnston Schoolcraft

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3 months ago
The Waits

At the break of Christmas Day, Through the frosty starlight ringing, Faint and sweet and far away, Comes the sound of children, singing, Chanting, singing, “Cease to mourn, For Christ is born, Peace and joy to all me...

by Margaret Deland

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3 months ago
The Light of Exile

Tell me, what is Exile’s light? Is it candles burning bright, Little candles in the night? Exile’s light is this old man. Ere the morning he began Israel’s holy page to scan. And he teaches from this page Israel’s law in every age: Exile’s light...

by Jessie E. Sampter

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3 months ago
Shalom

I saw a picture of a street, A Jewish street in Palestine, Where Jewish families like to meet On Yom-tov, when the day is fine. The little houses were their own, The sun, I knew, was shining clear Because I saw their shadows thrown...

by Jessie E. Sampter

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3 months ago
Blessings for Chanukah

Blessed art thou, O God our Lord, Who made us holy with his word, And told us on this feast of light To light one candle more each night. (Because when foes about us pressed To crush us all with death or shame, The Lord his priests with cour...

by Jessie E. Sampter

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3 months ago
The Book

We are the People of the Book, The written page is our salvation; This only from the wreck we took When conquerors crushed our nation. The Holy Book has been our land, Our seed, our sowing and our reaping. How can the stranger unde...

by Jessie E. Sampter

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3 months ago
The Jewish Year

Our year begins with burnished leaves, That flame in frost and rime, With purple grapes and golden sheaves In harvest time. Our year begins with biting cold, With winds and storms and rain; The new year of the Jew grows old In...

by Jessie E. Sampter

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3 months ago
Judah Maccabee

Judah Maccabee, Give a sword to me Now, in youth! By the candle’s light Kindled here to-night, Do I vow to fight For the truth. Still the Greeks are here, Still we yield in fear, Cringe and cower. Judah Maccabee, Make my people free Tha...

by Jessie E. Sampter

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3 months ago
Passover

It’s a far, far road from Egypt To our own, our happy land, From the pyramids of Egypt Built beneath the tyrant’s hand; Its road so strange and marvelous That few can understand. See, the Lord had passed us over For his sign u...

by Jessie E. Sampter

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3 months ago
The First Snow

Fairy-like on earth advancing, All transforming, all entrancing, Playing on their way and dancing, Soil-untarnished yet, Silver stars from sky are dropping, Little fairies skipping, hopping, On the roofs and turrets popping, Crown...

by Philip M. Raskin

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3 months ago
The Linnet

Have you heard the linnet trilling, To discover did you try What is hidden in her carol— Does she sing or does she cry? I am singing like the linnet, When my heart does pine and long; Love, and pain, and joy, and sorrow, All a...

by Philip M. Raskin

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3 months ago
My Tenant

In my youth hope hired In my heart a tent; Promised me a fortune, Never paid her rent. Bankrupt is my tenant— This I know at length— Why then to expel her Do I lack the strength?

by Philip M. Raskin

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3 months ago
The Miracle

The Rabbi tells his old, old tale, The pupils seated round. “…And thus, my boys, no holy oil In the Temple could be found. The heathens left no oil to light The Lord’s eternal lamp; At last one jar, one single jar, Was found w...

by Philip M. Raskin

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3 months ago
Hanukkah Lights

I kindled my eight little candles, My Hanukkah candles, and lo! Fair visions and dreams half-forgotten Were rising of years long ago. I musingly gazed at my candles; Meseemed in their quivering flames In golden, in fiery letters ...

by Philip M. Raskin

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3 months ago
America

Patient she is—long-suffering, our Land; Wise with the strength of one whose soul is calm Weights and considers, and would understand Ere it gives way to anger: fearing wrong Of her own doing more than any planned Against her peace by oth...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
The American People to the Allies

If they tell you that we hold Right and wrong are much the same: That with equal share of blame The defender of the fold And the ravening wolf we name Don’t believe it! If they tell you that we think, When the ro...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
Under the Flag

Under our own flag, still we will sail her— Gallantly sail her, our own Ship of State; Faiths we have lived by still shall avail her, Hope at her prow, wing’d, expectant, elate! Over the deeps of a perilous ocean, Honor compelling, we s...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
America Speaks

“For what avail or plough, or sail, Or land, or life, if freedom fail?” We have been sleeping—dreaming. Now, Thank God! we are awake! Awake, and ready with a will The nobler part to take! No more shall a pretended Peace Our so...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
The Union of the Flags

We have hung out the flags that we love best— The British, the French and our own; Adoring we see them together, That never together were flown! And we feel in the bond is a blessing For every grief to atone. O flag of my own Land, give ...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
Live Thy Life

Live thy life gallantly and undismayed: Whatever harms may hide within the shade, Be thou of fear, my spirit! more afraid. In earthly pathways evil springeth rife; But dread not thou, too much, or pain or strife That plunge thee to the greater de...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
An Adieu

Sorrow, quit me for a while! Wintry days are over; Hope again, with April smile, Violets sows and clover. Pleasure follows in her path, Love itself flies after, And the brook a music hath Sweet as childhood’s laughter. Not a bird...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
In War-Time

Further and further we leave the scene Of war—and of England’ s care; I try to keep my mind serene— But my heart stays there; For a distant song of pain and wrong My spirit doth deep confuse, And I sit all day on the deck, and long— ...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
Place de la Concorde

Near where the royal victims fell In days gone by, caught in the swell Of a ruthless tide Of human passion, deep and wide: There where we two A Nation’s later sorrow knew— To-day, O friend! I stood Amid a self-ruled multitude That by nor sound nor...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
Better to Die

Better to die, where gallant men are dying, Than to live on with them that basely fly: Better to fall, the soulless Fates defying, Than unassailed to wander vainly, trying To turn one’s face from an accusing sky! Days matter not, nor years ...

by Florence Earle Coates

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3 months ago
An Indian Love Song

Light o’ the lodge, how I love thee, Light o’ the lodge, how I love thee, Mianza, my wild-wood fawn! To wait and to watch for thy passing. On hill-top I linger at dawn. Glimmer of morn, how I love thee, Glimmer of morn, how I ...

by Bertrand N. O. Walker

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3 months ago
A Song of a Navajo Weaver

For ages long, my people have been Dwellers in this land; For ages viewed these mountains, Loved these mesas and these sands, That stretch afar and glisten, Glimmering in the sun As it lights the mighty canons Ere the weary da...

by Bertrand N. O. Walker

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3 months ago
We are Marching

1. We are marching, truly marching Can’t you hear the sound of feet? We are fearing no impediment We have never known defeat. 2. Like Job of old we have had patience, Like Joshua, dangerous roads we’ve trod Lik...

by Carrie Law Morgan Figgs

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3 months ago
I Cannot Sing

I cannot sing, because when a child, My mother often hushed me. The others she allowed to sing, No matter what their melody. And since I’ve grown to manhood All music I applaud, But have no voice for singing, So I write my songs...

by Edward Nathaniel Harleston

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3 months ago
Thoughts

What kind of thoughts now, do you carry In your travels day by day Are they bright and lofty visions, Or neglected, gone astray? Matters not how great in fancy, Or what deeds of skill you’ve wrought; Man, though high may be his stati...

by Myra Viola Wilds

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3 months ago
A Memorial

In mem'ry of your truly noble life; In mem'ry of the cause for which you fought; In mem'ry of your fierce and bitter strife; In mem'ry of the lasting good you wrought; In mem'ry of the talents, really great, That found a...

by Lucian B. Watkins

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3 months ago
The Debtor

Bowed beneath the dead'ning weight of Woe, Crawling 'neath the galling yoke of Owe: Obligation's hand Beats him with his wand, And his restless bed his burden knows! 'Neath stern Justice's ever grinding heels, In Debt's prison now he...

by Lucian B. Watkins

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3 months ago
Star of Ethiopia

Out in the Night thou art the sun Toward which thy soul-charmed children run, The faith-high height whereon they see The glory of their Day To Be— The peace at last when all is done. The night is dark but, one by one, Thy signals, eve...

by Lucian B. Watkins

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3 months ago
Ever Faithful to You

When e'er I read these words, Dear Heart, of your sweet valentine, I'm sure no heart can ever feel a sweeter joy than mine. "Faithful!" no word can e'er express a truer, greater love— No truer constancy than this have angels up above!...

by Lucian B. Watkins

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3 months ago
To One of the Brave

Though forty-five long years, you say, Have silvered o'er your head with gray, Your friends rejoice, to-day, that you Stand hale and hearty in your "blue." Long for Old Glory you have stood With truest sense of brotherhood; Long may...

by Lucian B. Watkins

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3 months ago
A Dedication

To you who now so nobly do A noble deed; Who now instill the virtues true To virtuous need; Whose mission is so truly good— So full of kindly brotherhood— Who live the life you surely should— A trusty lead; Who early saw that sk...

by Lucian B. Watkins

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3 months ago
The Flower at My Window

O! my heart now feels so cheerful as I go with footsteps light In the daily toil of my dear home; And I’ll tell to you the secret that now makes my life so bright— There’s a flower at my window in full bloom. It is radiant in the su...

by Lucian B. Watkins

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3 months ago
Go Give the World

I do not crave to have thee mine alone, dear Keeping thy charms within my jealous sight; Go, give the world the blessing of thy beauty, That other hearts may share of my delight! I do not ask, thy love should be mine only While others fa...

by Otto Leland Bohanan

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3 months ago
The Dawn’s Awake!

The Dawn’s awake! A flash of smoldering flame and fire Ignites the East. Then, higher, higher, O’er all the sky so gray, forlorn, The torch of gold is borne. The Dawn’s awake! The dawn of a thousand dreams and thrills. And music sin...

by Otto Leland Bohanan

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3 months ago
Emancipation

‘Tis a time for much rejoicing; Let each heart be lured away; Let each tongue, its thanks be voicing For Emancipation Day. Day of victory, day of glory, For thee, many a field was gory! Many a time in days now ended, Hath our fa...

by Priscilla Jane Thompson

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3 months ago
Song of the Moon

Oh, a hidden power is in my breast, A power that none can fathom; I call the tides from seas of rest, They rise, they fall, at my behest; And many a tardy fisher’s boat, I’ve torn apart and set afloat, From out their raging chasm. ...

by Priscilla Jane Thompson

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3 months ago
Ask Me Why I Love You

Ask me why I love you, dear, And I will ask the rose Why it loves the dews of Spring At the Winter’s close; Why the blossoms’ nectared sweets Loved by questing bee,— I will gladly answer you, If they answer me. Ask me wh...

by Walter Everette Hawkins

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3 months ago
The Poet

The poet sits and dreams and dreams; He scans his verse; he probes his themes. Then turns to stretch or stir about, Lest, like his thoughts, his strength give out. Then off to bed, for he must rise And cord some wood, or tamp some ties, Or...

by Raymond Garfield Dandridge

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3 months ago
Quest

My goal out-distances the utmost star, Yet is encompassed in my inmost Soul; I am my goal—my quest, to know myself. To chart and compass this unfathomed sea, Myself must plumb the boundless universe. My Soul contains all thought, all mystery,...

by Carrie Williams Clifford

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3 months ago
The Famous Tay Whale

’Twas in the month of December, and in the year 1883, That a monster whale came to Dundee, Resolved for a few days to sport and play, And devour the small fishes in the silvery Tay. So the monster whale did sport and play Among the innocent littl...

by William McGonagall

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3 months ago
The Tay Bridge Disaster

Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv’ry Tay! Alas! I am very sorry to say That ninety lives have been taken away On the last Sabbath day of 1879, Which will be remember’d for a very long time. ’Twas about seven o’clock at night, And the wind it b...

by William McGonagall

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3 months ago
The Bay Fight

“On the forecastle, Ulf the Red Watched the lashing of the ships— ‘If the Serpent lie so far ahead, We shall have hard work of it here,’ Said he.” Longfellow’s “Saga of King Olaf.” Three days through sapphire seas we s...

by Henry Howard Brownell

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3 months ago
The Battle Summers

Again the glory of the days! Once more the dreamy sunshine fills Noon after noon,—and all the hills Lie soft and dim in autumn haze. And lovely lie these meadows low In the slant sun—and quiet broods Above the splendor of the wood...

by Henry Howard Brownell

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3 months ago
Suspiria Noctis

Reading, and reading—little is the gain Long dwelling with the minds of dead men leaves List rather to the melancholy rain, Drop—dropping form the eaves Still the old tale—how hardly worth the telling! hark to the wind!again that mournful sound,...

by Henry Howard Brownell

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3 months ago
Through Time and Bitter Distance

Unknown to you, I walk the cheerless shore. The cutting blast, the hurl of biting brine, May freeze, and still, and bind the waves at war, Ere you will ever know, O! Heart of mine, That I have sought, reflected in the blue Of these ...

by E. Pauline Johnson

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3 months ago
Now and then

“All life is built from song” In youth’s young morn I sang; And from a top-near hill The echo broke and rang. The years with pinions swift To youth’s high noon made flight, “All life is built from song” I sang amid the fight. To life...

by Charles Bertram Johnson

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3 months ago
After a Reading of “Darkwater”

I did not think... I did not know... What pale excuse is this I make In answer to my brother’s woe, Age-long, for deep injustice sake! Across his mute and patient soul, While I have gone my heedless way, The shadows of a fate might roll...

by Elizabeth Curtis Holman

added by naama
3 months ago

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