NOISY POEMS

Way To Go

She was born in the hills
dotted with villages quiet and small.
Her village was breathtakingly beautiful
With a scenic landscape,
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C K Rawat

Young Mother

Her baby was so full of glee,
And through the day
It laughed and babbled on her knee
In happy play.
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Robert Service

My Old Sweetheart

My old sweetheart is away to-day;
I feel as I did of old,
In my courting days, when far away
I yearned for her more than gold.
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Joseph Horatio Chant

The Barefoot Boy

Blessings on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
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John Greenleaf Whittier

Good Books

Good books are friendly things to own.
If you are busy they will wait.
They will not call you on the phone
Or wake you if the hour is late.
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Edgar Albert Guest

The Voice Of Spring

I am coming, I am coming!
Hark! the honey bee is humming;
See, the lark is soaring high
In the blue and sunny sky,
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Mary Howitt

Vellore Days

Two pairs of notebook, four pairs of dress,
Matching top with footwear was a worry, BUT there was no stress.

Waking up for 8 Am class was hard, running to SJT was a pain,
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Roshni Kumari

Song Of Seventy Horses

Once again the Steamer at Calais, the tackles
Easing the car-trays on to the quay. Release her!
Sign-refill, and let me away with my horses
(Seventy Thundering Horses!)
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Rudyard Kipling

The Flower And The Leaf: Or, The Lady In The Arbour.[1]

A VISION.


Now turning from the wintry signs, the sun,
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John Dryden

Anticipation

I have been temperate always,
But I am like to be very drunk
With your coming.
There have been times
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Amy Lowell

The Italian In England

That second time they hunted me
From hill to plain, from shore to sea,
And Austria, hounding far and wide
Her blood-hounds through the countryside,
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Robert Browning

Domestic Peace

Tell me, on what holy ground
May domestic peace be found?
Halcyon daughter of the skies,
Far on fearful wing she flies,
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge

There Is A Community Of Spirit

There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street
and being the noise.
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

The Sea

THE SEA! the sea! the open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, without a bound,
It runneth the earthâ??s wide regions round;
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Barry Cornwall

Ode To Silence

Aye, but she?
Your other sister and my other soul
Grave Silence, lovelier
Than the three loveliest maidens, what of her?
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Applause

I hold it one of the sad certain laws
Which makes our failures sometime seem more kind
Than that success which brings sure loss behind-
True greatness dies, when sounds the world's applause
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Out Of The East

When man first walked upright and soberly
Reflecting as he paced to and fro,
And no more swinging from wide tree to tree,
Or sheltered by vast boles from sheltered foe,
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John Freeman

Bredon Hill

In summertime on Bredon
The bells they sound so clear;
Round both the shires the ring them
In steeples far and near,
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A. E. Housman

All Alone

I.

Ah! wherefore by the Church-yard side,
Poor little LORN ONE, dost thou stray?
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Mary Darby Robinson

The Hundredth Year

Not that I'd quarrel with the way
They celebrates their hundredth year
In town (said old Pete Parraday),
But that don't suit us bush blokes here.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

Four Songs Of Four Seasons

I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND
OUTSIDE the garden
The wet skies harden;
The gates are barred on
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Algernon Charles Swinburne

Tannhauser

To my mother. May, 1870.


The Landgrave Hermann held a gathering
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Emma Lazarus

The Deserted Village

Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain,
Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain,
Where smiling spring its earliest visits paid,
And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed:
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Oliver Goldsmith

Badger

When midnight comes a host of dogs and men
Go out and track the badger to his den,
And put a sack within the hole, and lie
Till the old grunting badger passes by.
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John Clare

Ode: Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood

The child is father of the man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
(Wordsworth, “My Heart Leaps Up”)
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William Wordsworth

The Old Cumberland Beggar

I saw an aged Beggar in my walk;
And he was seated, by the highway side,
On a low structure of rude masonry
Built at the foot of a huge hill, that they
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William Wordsworth

Humanitad

It is full winter now: the trees are bare,
Save where the cattle huddle from the cold
Beneath the pine, for it doth never wear
The autumn's gaudy livery whose gold
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Oscar Wilde

I Walked The Boulevard

i walked the boulevard

i saw a dirty child
skating on noisy wheels of joy
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E. E. Cummings

Radar

A Postscript for Marianne Moore

No one exactly knows
Exactly how clouds look in the sky
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Jack Spicer

The Soldier

Here in the noisy night
Is his delight.
Where maxims pour
Their thudding lead
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Leon Gellert

Marmion: Canto Iii. - The Inn

I.

The livelong day Lord Marmion rode:
The mountain path the Palmer showed,
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Walter Scott (sir)

Saint Oluf (from The Old Danish)

St. Oluf was a mighty king,
Who rul'd the Northern land;
The holy Christian faith he preach'd,
And taught it, sword in hand.
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George Borrow

The Eel Pie

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Jean De La Fontaine

The Prayer Of Agassiz

On the isle of Penikese,
Ringed about by sapphire seas,
Fanned by breezes salt and cool,
Stood the Master with his school.
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John Greenleaf Whittier

The Crow

I

My friend and neighbor through the year,
Self-appointed overseer
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John Burroughs

Meg's Curse

The sun rode high in a cloudless sky
Of a perfect summer morn.
She stood and gazed out into the street,
And wondered why she was born.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

First Day At School

A millionbillionwillion miles from home
Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?)
Why are they all so big, other children?
So noisy? So much at home they
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Roger Mcgough

The Seekers

Friends and loves we have none, nor wealth nor blessed abode,
But the hope of the City of God at the other end of the road.

Not for us are content, and quiet, and peace of mind,
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John Masefield

The Streets

Marlboro' and Waterloo and Trafalgar,
Tuileries, Talavera, Valenciennes,
Were strange names all, and all familiar;

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John Frederick Freeman

Demos Ii

So little have you seen of what awaits
Your fevered glimpse of a democracy
Confused and foiled with an equality
Not equal to the envy it creates,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

The Badger

track the badger to his den,
And put a sack within the hole and lie
Till the old grunting badger passes by.
He comes and hears - they let the strongest loose.
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John Clare

Spring

Once more the lark with song and speed
Cleaves through the dawn, his hurried bars^;
Fall, like the flute of Ganymede
Twirling and whistling from the stars.
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Francis Ledwidge

Resignation

To die be given us, or attain!
Fierce work it were, to do again.
So pilgrims, bound for Mecca, pray'd
At burning noon: so warriors said,
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Matthew Arnold

Ben Jonson Entertains A Man From Stratford

You are a friend then, as I make it out,
Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us
Will put an ass's head in Fairyland
As he would add a shilling to more shillings,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Flies

I never kill a fly because
I think that what we have of laws
To regulate and civilize
Our daily life-we owe to flies.
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Robert Service

The Disciple

I.

The times are changed, and gone the day
When the high heavenly land,
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George Macdonald

March

Over the dripping roofs and sunk snow-barrows,
The bells are ringing loud and strangely near,
The shout of children dins upon mine ear
Shrilly, and like a flight of silvery arrows
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Archibald Lampman

The Silent Tide

A tangled orchard round the farm-house spreads,
Wherein it stands home-like, but desolate,
'Midst crowded and uneven-statured sheds,
Alike by rain and sunshine sadly stained.
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George Parsons Lathrop

Time, A Poem

Genius of musings, who, the midnight hour
Wasting in woods or haunted forests wild,
Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,
Thy dark eye fix'd as in some holy trance;
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Henry Kirk White

On The Ning Nang Nong

On the Ning Nang Nong
Where the Cows go Bong!
and the monkeys all say BOO!
There's a Nong Nang Ning
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Spike Milligan