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Rain

The fall comes slowly down,
Water in lagoon,creek hued brown.

It is deity gifted,
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Mohd Saqib

Mohd Saqib
Religio Laici

Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars
To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers,
Is reason to the soul; and as on high,
Those rolling fires discover but the sky
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John Dryden

John Dryden
Canvas

Possibly there are an infinite possibility
to paint it my way, thoughts increasing to
a point beyond the limit, defying probabilities
Ideas in proximity I've got stability, also a piece of paper in peace with the moves of my pen
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Itz Abusedink

Itz Abusedink
The Child Of The Islands - Winter

I.

ERE the Night cometh! On how many graves
Rests, at this hour, their first cold winter's snow!
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
An Ode On The Popular Superstitions Of The Highlands Of Scotland, Considered As The Subject Of Poetr

Home, thou return'st from Thames, whose naiads long
Have seen thee ling'ring with a fond delay
'Mid those soft friends, whose hearts, some future day,
Shall melt, perhaps, to hear thy tragic song.
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William Collins
A Winter Ride

Who shall declare the joy of the running!
Who shall tell of the pleasures of flight!
Springing and spurning the tufts of wild heather,
Sweeping, wide-winged, through the blue dome of light.
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Christmas Eve

I

Out of the little chapel I burst
Into the fresh night-air again.
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Ione

I

Ah, yes, ‘t is sweet still to remember,
Though 'twere less painful to forget;
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
The Gods Of Greece

Ye in the age gone by,
Who ruled the world--a world how lovely then!--
And guided still the steps of happy men
In the light leading-strings of careless joy!
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Friedrich Schiller
Burns

MY OWN WILD BURNS! these rude-wrought rhymes of thine
In golden worth are like the unshapely coin
Of some new realm, yet pure as from the mineâ??
And Art may well be spared with such alloy
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Charles Harpur
Only Words... My Son

Yield to love; both a proper self-love
and a sincere love for others.
One that will do no harm to you or your neighbor,
both here and for eternity.
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David Carolissen

David Carolissen
Lady Of Silence

Lady of Silence
from the winsome cage of
thy body
rose
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E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings
Vision

(For Aline)


Homer, they tell us, was blind and could not see the beautiful faces
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Joyce Kilmer

Joyce Kilmer
Light

First-born of the creating Voice!
Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sent
Waiting upon him first, what time he went
Moving about mid the tumultuous noise
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George Macdonald

George Macdonald
Byron

We have scarcely time to tell thee
Of the strange and gifted Shelley,
Kind hearted man, but ill-fated,
So youthful drowned and cremated.
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James Mcintyre
When Lilacs Last In The Door-yard Bloom'd

When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd,
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
I mourn'd--and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
The Tower

I

What shall I do with this absurdity-
O heart, O troubled heart-this caricature,
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Ode On The Poetical Character

As once, if not with light regard,
I read aright that gifted bard,
(Him whose school above the rest
His loveliest Elfin Queen has blest,)
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William Collins
Vignettes 24: On The Death Of Herbert Southey: Addressed To His Father

Knowing the nature of thy grief,
Too deep, too recent for relief,
Oh! why impatient must I press
So early on a friend's distress!
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Matilda Betham

Matilda Betham
I Saw Thy Form In Youthful Prime

I saw thy form in youthful prime,
Nor thought that pale decay
Would steal before the steps of Time,
And waste its bloom away, Mary!
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Book Fifth-books

WHEN Contemplation, like the night-calm felt
Through earth and sky, spreads widely, and sends deep
Into the soul its tranquillising power,
Even then I sometimes grieve for thee, O Man,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
I Cannot Love Thee!

I CANNOT love thee, tho' thy soul
Be one which all good thoughts control;
Altho' thy eyes be starry bright,
And the gleams of golden light
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Adventure Of A Poet

As I was walking down the street
A week ago,
Near Henderson's I chanced to meet
A man I know.
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Robert Fuller Murray
Ode To The Moon

I

Mother of light! how fairly dost thou go
Over those hoary crests, divinely led!â??
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Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
Leonainie

Leonainie--Angels named her;
And they took the light
Of the laughing stars and framed her
In a smile of white;
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James Whitcomb Riley
The Seer

WOULD I could waken numbers, brighter, sweeter,
Than is the lark's song in the cloud above,
Then would I tell you in befitting metre,
How much the Seer is worthy of your love.
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Joseph Skipsey
Beer

1 In those old days which poets say were golden --
2 (Perhaps they laid the gilding on themselves:
3 And, if they did, I'm all the more beholden
4 To those brown dwellers in my dusty shelves,
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Charles Stuart Calverley
To Juan At The Winter Solstice

There is one story and one story only
That will prove worth your telling,
Whether as learned bard or gifted child;
To it all lines or lesser gauds belong
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Robert Graves

Robert Graves
Soliloquy

Here's a beautiful earth and a wonderful sky,
And to see them, God gives us a heart and an eye;
Nor leaves us untouch'd by the pleasure they yield,
Like the fowls of the heaven, or the beasts of the field.
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Jane Taylor
Ode To The Memory Of Burns

Soul of the Poet ! wheresoe'er,
Reclaimed from earth, thy genius plume
Her wings of immortality ;
Suspend thy harp in happier sphere,
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Thomas Campbell
The Elder's Rebuke

'Listen! When your hair, like mine,
Takes a tint of silver gray;
When your eyes, with dimmer shine,
Watch life's bubbles float away:
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Emily Jane Brontë
The Reward Of Merit

DR. BELVILLE was regarded as the CRICHTON of his age:
His tragedies were reckoned much too thoughtful for the stage;
His poems held a noble rank, although it's very true
That, being very proper, they were read by very few.
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William Schwenck Gilbert
The Reward Of Merit.

Dr. Belville was regarded as the Crichton of his age:
His tragedies were reckoned much too thoughtful for the stage;
His poems held a noble rank, although it's very true
That, being very proper, they were read by very few.
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William Schwenck Gilbert
Song

“‘Betimes my heritage was sold
To buy this heart of solid gold.
Ye all, perchance, have jewels fine,
But what are such compar'd to mine?
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Matilda Betham

Matilda Betham
Pauline - A Fragment Of A Confession

Pauline, mine own, bend o'er me thy soft breast
Shall pant to mine bend o'er me thy sweet eyes,
And loosened hair, and breathing lips, arms
Drawing me to thee these build up a screen
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
The Bridal Of Triermain

Introduction.

I.
Come Lucy! while 'tis morning hour
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Walter Scott (sir)
The Lady Of The Lake: Canto Iv. - The Prophecy

I.
The rose is fairest when 't is budding new,
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
The rose is sweetest washed with morning dew
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Walter Scott (sir)
Some'work For Immortality

406

Some-Work for Immortality-
The Chiefer part, for Time-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
For A Favorite Granddaughter

Never love a simple lad,
Guard against a wise,
Shun a timid youth and sad,
Hide from haunted eyes.
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Dorothy Parker

Dorothy Parker
Haworth Churchyard

Where, under Loughrigg, the stream
Of Rotha sparkles, the fields
Are green, in the house of one
Friendly and gentle, now dead,
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Matthew Arnold

Matthew Arnold
George Sand

What time the gifted lady took
Away from paper, pen, and book,
She spent in amorous dalliance
(They do those things so well in France).
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Dorothy Parker

Dorothy Parker
Maurine: Part 02

To little birds that never tire of humming
About the garden in the summer weather,
Aunt Ruth compared us, after Helen's coming,
As we two roamed, or sat and talked together.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Oswald, The Minnesinger

A Legend of Schloss Forst, near Meran


PROLOGUE
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John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
When Lilacs Last In The Door-yard Bloom'd

1

When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd,
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
At The Tomb Of Napoleon Before The Elections In America'november, 1912

I stood beside his sepulchre whose fame,
Hurled over Europe once on bolt and blast,
Now glows far off as storm-clouds overpast
Glow in the sunset flushed with glorious flame.
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Alan Seeger

Alan Seeger
The Vision Of The Maid Of Orleans: The First Book

Orleans was hush'd in sleep. Stretch'd on her couch
The delegated Maiden lay: with toil
Exhausted and sore anguish, soon she closed
Her heavy eye-lids; not reposing then,
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Robert Southey

Robert Southey
The Lay Of Marie: Canto Second

Some, fearing Marie's tale was o'er,
Lamented that they heard no more;
While Brehan, from her broken lay,
Portended what she yet might say.
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Matilda Betham

Matilda Betham
Within And Without: A Dramatic Poem: Part I

Go thou into thy closet; shut thy door;
And pray to Him in secret: He will hear.
But think not thou, by one wild bound, to clear
The numberless ascensions, more and more,
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George Macdonald

George Macdonald
Felpham: An Epistle To Henrietta Of Lavant.

Hail Felpham! Hail! in youth my favorite scene!
First in my heart of villages marine!
To me thy waves confirm'd my truest wealth,
My only parent's renovated health,
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William Hayley

William Hayley
Sonnet To Henry Kirke White, On His Poems Lately Published, By Arthur Owen, Esq.

Hail! gifted youth, whose passion-breathing lay
Portrays a mind attuned to noblest themes,
A mind, which, wrapt in Fancy's high-wrought dreams,
To nature's veriest bounds its daring way
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Henry Kirk White