Not From This Anger
Not from this anger, anticlimax after
Refusal struck her loin and the lame flower
Bent like a beast to lap the singular floods
In a land strapped by hunger
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Dylan Thomas
Anger Lay By Me
Anger lay by me all night long,
His breath was hot upon my brow,
He told me of my burning wrong,
All night he talked and would not go.
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Elizabeth Daryush
The Deeds Of Anger
I used to lose my temper an' git mad an' tear around
An' raise my voice so wimmin folks would tremble at the sound;
I'd do things I was ashamed of when the fit of rage had passed,
An' wish I hadn't done 'em, an' regret 'em to the last;
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Edgar Albert Guest
Anger in its time and place
May assume a kind of grace.
It must have some reason in it,
And not last beyond a minute.
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Charles Lamb
The Glove Of The Live Lady.
Her glove! It was rare Ben who sung it,
That best of gloves of the lady dead!
Another's here, as one had flung it
In anger at her lover's head.
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Robert Crawford
A New Idol
Magnificent the Beast! Look in the eyes
Of the fell tiger towering on his prey,
Beautiful in his power to pounce and slay
And effortless in action. He denies
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Robert Laurence Binyon
Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Admonition 11
It is incumbent upon a padshah to give way to anger towards his slaves only so far as to retain the confidence of his friends. The fire of anger first burns him who has given cause for it and afterwards the flame may or may not reach the foe.

It is not proper for sons of Adam born of earth
To inflate their heads with pride, violence and wind.
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Saadi Shirazi
Lion In An Iron Cage
Look at the lion in the iron cage,
look deep into his eyes:
like two naked steel daggers
they sparkle with anger.
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Nazim Hikmet
Tell me Brother
Tell me, Brother, how can I renounce Maya?
When I gave up the tying of ribbons, still I tied my garment about me:
When I gave up tying my garment, still I covered my body in its folds.
So, when I give up passion, I see that anger remains;
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Sonnet 73: Love Still A Boy
Love still a boy, and oft a wanton is,
School'd only by his mother's tender eye:
What wonder then if he his lesson miss,
When for so soft a rod dear play he try?
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Sir Philip Sidney
Written In A Quarrel
Think, Delia, with what cruel haste
Our fleeting pleasures move,
Nor heedless in sorrow waste
The moments due to love;
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William Cowper
Friend I need your hand every morning
but anger and beauty and hope
these roses make one rose.
Friend I need a hand every evening
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Jean Valentine
Don'T Tease The Lion
If you saw a lion
Not within a cage,
Would you tease and fret him
Till he roared in rage?
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
A Character
How often do I wish I were
What people call a character;
A ripe and cherubic old chappie
Who lives to make his fellows happy;
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Robert Service
A Character
How often do I wish I were
What people call a character;
A ripe and cherubic old chappie
Who lives to make his fellows happy;
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Robert William Service
They judge me
Because of tone
Of my voice
Judge me
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Bazimya Brian
The Father
The evening found us whom the day had fled,
Once more in bitter anger, you and I,
Over some small, some foolish, trivial thing
Our anger would not decently let die,
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Muriel Stuart
Scatter The Silver Ash Like Snow
O, what insect is it
That burrows in the heart and frets
The heart's near nerves,
Leaving its unclean
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John Freeman
To say I'm without fear--
It wouldn't be true.
I'm afraid of sickness, humiliation.
Like anyone, I have my dreams.
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Louise Gluck
The Bard at Inverary
WHOE'ER he be that sojourns here,
I pity much his case,
Unless he comes to wait upon
The Lord their God, His Grace.
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Robert Burns

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