FRESH POEMS

Fiat
Dawn will set candles guttering.
It will light up and loose the swifts.
With this reminder I'll burst in:
Let life be just as fresh as this!
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Boris Pasternak
Will You Come Along With Me?
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Will you come along with me,
In the fresh spring-tide,
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James Clerk Maxwell
Fresh Cheese And Cream
Would ye have fresh cheese and cream?
Julia's breast can give you them:
And, if more, each nipple cries:
To your cream here's strawberries.
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Robert Herrick
May Night
The spring is fresh and fearless
And every leaf is new,
The world is brimmed with moonlight,
The lilac brimmed with dew.
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Sara Teasdale
The Cow
Thank you, pretty cow, that made
Pleasant milk to soak my bread,
Every day and every night,
Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white.
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Ann Taylor
Pretty Cow
Thank you, pretty cow, that made
Pleasant milk to soak my bread
Every day and every night,
Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white.
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Jane Taylor
Passing Through
The things he timidly imagined as a schoolboy
are openly revealed to him now. And he walks the streets,
stays out all night, gets involved. And as is right (for our kind of art)
his blood -fresh and hot
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Constantine P. Cavafy
Dream-Pedlary
If there were dreams to sell,
What would you buy?
Some cost a passing bell;
Some a light sigh,
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Thomas Lovell Beddoes
Dream-Pedlary (Excerpt)
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Thomas Lovell Beddoes
Slow, Slow, Fresh Fount
Slow, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears;
Yet, slower, yet; O faintly, gentle springs:
List to the heavy part the music bears,
Woe weeps out her division, when she sings.
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Ben Jonson
Morning Madness
Exploring each other's
depths,
that surge of connection
which makes the world
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Erica Jong
On Hearing The Bag-Pipe And Seeing
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd
Sweet, holy, pure, sacred and innocent,
From the ninth sphere to me benignly sent
That Gods might know my own particular taste:
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John Keats
The Furl Of Fresh-Leaved Dogrose Down
The furl of fresh-leaved dogrose down
His cheeks the forth-and-flaunting sun
Had swarthed about with lion-brown
Before the Spring was done.
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Gerard Manley Hopkins
Special Pleading
THE world's a path all fresh and sweet,
A sky all fresh and fair,
With daisies underneath your feet
And roses for your hair;
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Edith Nesbit
21st September 1870
Speak low, speak little; who may sing
While yonder cannon-thunders boom?
Watch, shuddering, what each day may bring:
Nor 'pipe amid the crack of doom.'
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Charles Kingsley
Song (Untitled #5)
I cannot lose thee for a day,
But like a bird with restless wing
My heart will find thee far away,
And on thy bosom fall and sing,
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George Meredith
Poem 2
EArly before the worlds light giuing lampe,
His golden beame vpon the hils doth spred,
Hauing disperst the nights vnchearefull dampe,
Doe ye awake and with fresh lusty hed,
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Edmund Spenser
Roses In Madrid
Roses, Senors, roses!
Love is subtly hid
In the fragrant roses,
Blown in gay Madrid.
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Isabella Valancy Crawford
Sonnet Iiii
NEw yeare forth looking out of Ianus gate,
Doth seeme to promise hope of new delight:
and bidding th'old Adieu, his passed date
bids all old thoughts to die in dumpish spright.
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Edmund Spenser
Untitled2
Fresh bread and soft cakes,
Iced with whipped cream and sugar crusts.
Iced tea and hot chocolate,
Warming and chilling from the inside.
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David Yeboah

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