TUESDAY POEMS

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To John Hamilton Reynolds

O that a week could be an age, and we
Felt parting and warm meeting every week,
Then one poor year a thousand years would be,
The flush of welcome ever on the cheek:
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John Keats

John Keats
Welsh Incident

'But that was nothing to what things came out
From the sea-caves of Criccieth yonder.'
'What were they? Mermaids? dragons? ghosts?'
'Nothing at all of any things like that.'
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Robert Graves

Robert Graves
Mud

This war's a waste of slurry, and its at-
mosphere is mud,
All is bog from here to sunset. Wadin'
through
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Edward George Dyson
Mrs Frances Haris's Petition

To their Excellencies the Lords Justices of Ireland,
The humble petition of Frances Harris,
Who must starve and die a maid if it miscarries;
Humble sheweth, that I went to warm myself in Lady Betty's chamber, because I
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Jonathan Swift

Jonathan Swift
Tuesday

Another morning's banners are unfurled-
Another day looks smiling on the world.
It holds new laurels for thy soul to win;
Mar not its grace by slothfulness or sin,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Tuesday Before Easter

They gave Him to drink wine mingled with myrrh: but He
received in not. St. Mark xv. 23.


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John Keble

John Keble
Tuesday In Easter Week

And they departed quickly from the sepulchre with fear and great
joy, and did run to bring His disciples word. St. Matthew xxviii.
8.

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John Keble

John Keble
A Week

On Monday night I closed my door,
And thought you were not as heretofore,
And little cared if we met no more.

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Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy
Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds

O that a week could be an age, and we
Felt parting and warm meeting every week,
Then one poor year a thousand years would be,
The flush of welcome ever on the cheek:
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John Keats

John Keats
The Book And The Ring

Here were the end, had anything an end:
Thus, lit and launched, up and up roared and soared
A rocket, till the key o' the vault was reached,
And wide heaven held, a breathless minute-space,
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
The Lawyers First Tale

Primitiæ, or Third Cousins.

I

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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
The Lawyer's Second Tale

Christian.


A highland inn among the western hills,
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
Amours De Voyage - Canto Iii

CANTO III.

Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotonda,
Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the Vatican Walls,
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
Tuesday In Whitsun-week

When He putteth forth His own sheep, He goeth before them.
St. John x. 4.

Addressed to Candidates for Ordination.
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John Keble

John Keble
Judging Distances

Not only how far away, but the way that you say it
Is very important. Perhaps You may never get
The knack of judging a distance, but at least you know
How to report on a landscape: the central sector,
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Henry Reed
Plagues (prose)

A lecture on this subject was delivered on Tuesday evening, to the members of the Ladies' Needle and Thimble Association, by the Rev. James Sleek, curate of St. Enock's-in-the-Mist. After adverting to the plagues of Egypt, the learned lecturer dwelt at length upon the plagues of the present day, which he classed under the following heads: - Servants, poor relations, borrowers, teetotallars, tobacco-smokers, and children in arms. To counteract these evils were such associations as the one he had the honor to address, select tea meetings, fancy bazaars, and perambulators. The lecture gave great satisfaction.



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John Hartley
Memorabilia Of Last Week

Monday, March 13, 1826

The Budget - quite charming and witty - no hearing,
For plaudits and laughs, the good things that were in it; --
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Weeping Willie

Whey our trooper hit wide water every
heart was yearin' back
To the little 'ouse at Coogee or a hut at Bar-
renjack.
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Edward George Dyson
A Tale Of The Sea

A pathetic tale of the sea I will unfold,
Enough to make one's blood run cold;
Concerning four fishermen cast adrift in a dory.
As I've been told I'll relate the story.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Report From The Besieged City

Too old to carry arms and fight like the others -

they graciously gave me the inferior role of chronicler
I record - I don't know for whom - the history of the siege
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Zbigniew Herbert
Lines To The Wash Woman

LADY, when you say you'll come
Tuesday morn to do our washing,
Tell us if there isn't some
Way to know if you are joshing?
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
When It's Bad To Forget

DID you ever meet a brother as you hurried on your way
And invite him up to dinner, and his wife;
Did you ever keep him standing until he had named the day
When you'd meet to talk about your early life?
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Lord Walter's Wife

I

'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew,
And her eyes were alive in their depth, as the kraken beneath the sea-blue.
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The Only Day In Existence

The early sun is so pale and shadowy,
I could be looking up at a ghost
in the shape of a window,
a tall, rectangular spirit
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Billy Collins
An Ode In Time Of Inauguration

(March 4, 1913)


Thine aid, O Muse, I consciously beseech;
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Franklin Pierce Adams
Mud

This war's a waste of slurry, and its atmosphere is mud,
All is bog from here to sunset. Wadin' through
We're the victims of a thicker sort of universal flood,
With discomforts that old Noah never knew.
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Edward Dyson
The Death Of The Rev. Dr. Wilson

'Twas in the year of 1888 and on the 17th of January
That the late Rev. Dr. Wilson's soul fled away;
The generous-hearted Dr. had been ailing for some time,
But death, with his dart, did pierce the heart of the learned divine.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Weepin' Willie

Whey our trooper hit wide water every heart was yearin' back
To the little 'ouse at Coogee or a hut at Barrenjack.
She was 'ookin' up to spike the stars, or rootin' in the wave,
An' me liver turned a hand spring with each buck the beggar gave.
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Edward Dyson
The Mystic Selvagee

Perhaps already you may know
SIR BLENNERHASSET PORTICO?
A Captain in the Navy, he -
A Baronet and K.C.B.
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William Schwenck Gilbert
O Silly Love! O Cunning Love!

O silly love! O cunning love!
An old maid to trepan:
I cannot go about my work
For loving of a man.
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John Clare

John Clare
Tuesday, St. James's Coffee-house

SILLIANDER and PATCH.

THOU so many favours hast receiv'd,
Wondrous to tell, and hard to be believ'd,
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Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
The Shepherd's Week : Tuesday; Or, The Ditty

Marian.
Young Colin Clout, a lad of peerless meed,
Full well could dance, and deftly tune the reed;
In every wood his carrols sweet were known,
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John Gay

John Gay
Father Riley's Horse

'Twas the horse thief, Andy Regan, that was hunted like a dog
By the troopers of the upper Murray side,
They had searched in every gully -- they had looked in every log,
But never sight or track of him they spied,
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Banjo Paterson
The American Way

1
I am a great American
I am almost nationalistic about it!
I love America like a madness!
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Gregory Corso
Father Riley's Horse

'Twas the horse thief, Andy Regan, that was hunted like a dog
By the troopers of the upper Murray side,
They had searched in every gully, they had looked in every log,
But never sight or track of him they spied,
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Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - Vi

A Long-Vacation Pastoral


VI
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
Tuesday's Turmoil

I hate to rise on a Tuesday,
When the morning dew is hot,
And the harmattish wind comes with slaps,
To the faces of mine.
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Williams Emmanuel

Williams Emmanuel
I Never Thought It Would Last This Long

All I ever wanted is to be with you.
I can't even believe you wanted it, too.
I just wanted to be part of your heart,
Be together and never be apart.
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Fiery Precy

Fiery Precy
Newton

I


If I saw farther, 'twas because I stood
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Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
Nursery Rhyme. Dcxxix. Relics

How many days has my baby to play?
Saturday, Sunday, Monday,
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday, Monday.
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Unknown
Nursery Rhyme. Xcv. Proverbs

They that wash on Monday
Have all the week to dry;
They that wash on Tuesday
Are not so much awry;
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Unknown
Nursery Rhyme. Xlix. Tales

Solomon Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
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Unknown
The Fudges In England. Letter Vi. From Miss Biddy Fudge, To Mrs. Elizabeth ----

How I grieve you're not with us!--pray, come, if you can,
Ere we're robbed of this dear, oratorical man,
Who combines in himself all the multiple glory
Of, Orangeman, Saint, quondam Papist and Tory;--
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Personal Names,

There was a great swell in Japan,
Whose name on a Tuesday began;
It lasted through Sunday
Till twilight on Monday,
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Unknown
Nursery Rhyme. Xci. Proverbs

If you sneeze on Monday, you sneeze for danger;
Sneeze on a Tuesday, kiss a stranger;
Sneeze on a Wednesday, sneeze for a letter;
Sneeze on a Thursday, something better;
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Unknown
I Don't Feel Anything

Maybe I am supposed to take it simple
Maybe I feel like I don’t have a djudgement
and this is not a good time to spreadout my sadness
and express how I feeel as usual,
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Given Key

Given Key
Superstitious Days

Why make such a big deal of birthday?
You're alive every day.
Christmas Day, New Year’s Day,
Independence Day,
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Marlon Pitter

Marlon Pitter
Bankruptcy Rendered Easy

The Cit, relying on his trade,
Which, like all other things, may fade,
Longs for a curricle and villa:
This Hatchet splendidly supplies,
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John Carr (sir)
A Prologue, Billet To A Company Of Players Sent With The Prologue

The enclosed prologue is formed upon the story of the secretary's not allowing you to act, unless you would pay him £300 per annum; upon which you got a license from the Lord Mayor to act as strollers.
The prologue supposes, that upon your being forbidden to act, a company of country strollers came and hired the playhouse, and your clothes, etc. to act in.


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Jonathan Swift

Jonathan Swift