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Night Thoughts

By: Godfrey Elton

Poetry

Excerpt: THERE'S a wind to-night in the apple-trees, // My father below has turned his keys, // But how up there shall I sleep at ease- // There's a wind to-night in the apple-trees? // Far off, beyond my half-shut doors // The clock ticks slowly, with never a pause. // In the darkness I hear the fluttering blind; // I will go to the window, what shall I find? // O, fearfully still is the moonlit ride // Where apple blossom falls like a tide: // But can that be a storm-b...

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To Night

By: Joseph Blanco White

Poetry

Excerpt: MYSTERIOUS Night! when our first parent knew // Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, // Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, // This glorious canopy of light and blue? // Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, // Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, // Hesperus with the host of heaven came, // And lo! Creation widened in man's view. // Who could have thought such darkness lay concealed // Within thy beams, O Sun, or who could find, // Wh...

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The Seed Shop

By: Muriel Stuart

Poetry

Excerpt: HERE in a quiet and dusty room they lie, // Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand, // Forlorn as ashes, shrivelled, scentless, dry- // Meadows and gardens running through my hand. // Dead that shall quicken at the call of Spring, // Sleepers to stir beneath June's magic kiss, // Though birds pass over, unremembering, // And no bee seek here roses that were his. // In this brown husk a dale of hawthorn dreams, // A cedar in this narrow cell is thrust // That w...

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Walter de la Mare

By: William H. Davies

Poetry

Excerpt: Arabia // Far are the shades of Arabia, // Where the Princes ride at noon, // 'Mid the verdurous vales and thickets, // Under the ghost of the moon; // And so dark is that vaulted purple // Flowers in the forest rise // And toss into blossom 'gainst the phantom stars // Pale in the noonday skies. // Sweet is the music of Arabia // In my heart, when out of dreams // I still in the thin clear mirk of dawn // Descry her gliding streams; // Hear her strange lutes on...

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A Petition to Time

By: Barry Cornwall

Poetry

Excerpt: TOUCH us gently, Time! // Let us glide adown thy stream // Gently - as we sometimes glide // Through a quiet dream! // Humble voyagers are we, // Husband, wife, and children three - // (One is lost - an angel, fled // To the azure overhead!) // Touch us gently, Time! // We've not proud nor soaring wings; // Our ambition, our content, // Lies in simple things. // Humble voyagers are we, // O'er life's dim unsounded sea, // Seeking only some calm clime; // Touch us gently, gentle Time!

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The Rhodora

By: Ralph Waldo Emerson

Poetry

Excerpt: IN May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, // I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, // Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, // To please the desert and the sluggish brook. // The purple petals fallen in the pool // Made the black water with their beauty gay; // Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, // And court the flower that cheapens his array. // Rhodora! if the sages ask thee why // This charm is wasted on the earth and sky, // Tell ...

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Songs from an Evil Wood

By: Lord Dunsany

Poetry

Excerpt: There is no wrath in the stars, // They do not rage in the sky; // I look from the evil wood // And find myself wondering why. // Why do they not scream out // And grapple star against star, // Seeking for blood in the wood, // As all things round me are? // They do not glare like the sky // Or flash like the deeps of the wood; // But they shine softly on // In their sacred solitude. // To their happy haunts // Silence from us has flown, // She whom we loved of ...

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Sunken Gold

By: Eugene Lee-Hamilton

Poetry

Excerpt: IN dim green depths rot ingot-laden ships; // And gold doubloons, that from the drowned hand fell, // Lie nestled in the ocean-flower's bell // With love's old gifts, once kissed by long-drowned lips. // And round some wrought gold cup the sea-grass whips, // And hides lost pearls, near pearls still in their shell, // Where sea-weed forests fill each ocean dell // And seek dim twilight with their restless tips. // So lie the wasted gifts, the long-lost hopes, //...

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Francis Ledwidge

By: D.H. Lawrence

Poetry

Excerpt: And Gwydion said to Math, when it was Spring: // Come now and let us make a wife for Llew. // And so they broke broad boughs yet moist with dew, // And in a shadow made a magic ring: // They took the violet and the meadow-sweet // To form her pretty face, and for her feet // They built a mound of daisies on a wing, // And for her voice they made a linnet sing // In the wide poppy blowing for her mouth. // And over all they chanted twenty hours. // And Llew came ...

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Ralph Hodgson

By: D.H. Lawrence

Poetry

Excerpt: See an old unhappy bull, // Sick in soul and body both, // Slouching in the undergrowth // Of the forest beautiful, // Banished from the herd he led, // Bulls and cows a thousand head. // Cranes and gaudy parrots go // Up and down the burning sky; // Tree-top cats purr drowsily // In the dim-day green below; // And troops of monkeys, nutting, some, // All disputing, go and come; // And things abominable sit // Picking offal buck or swine, // On the mess and over...

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Alexander's Feast; Or, The Power of Music

By: John Dryden

Poetry

Excerpt: An Ode, in Honour of St. Cecilia's Day // 'Twas at the royal feast, for Persia won // By Philip's warlike son: // Aloft in awful state // The godlike hero sate // On his imperial throne; // His valiant peers were plac'd around; // Their brows with roses and with myrtles bound: // (So should desert in arms be crown'd.) // The lovely Tha‹s, by his side, // Sate like a blooming Eastern bride // In flow'r of youth and beauty's pride. // Happy, happy, happy pair! // ...

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If I Could Stop One Heart from Breaking

By: Emily Dickinson

Poetry

Excerpt: IF I can stop one heart from breaking, // I shall not live in vain; // If I can ease one life the aching, // Or cool one pain, // Or help one fainting robin // Unto his nest again, // I shall not live in vain.

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The Stars

By: Mary Mapes Dodge

Poetry

Excerpt: THEY wait all day unseen by us, unfelt; // Patient they bide behind the day's full glare; // And we who watched the dawn when they were there, // Thought we had seen them in the daylight melt, // While the slow sun upon the earthlink knelt. // Because the teeming sky seemed void and bare, // When we explored it through the dazzled air, // We had no thought that there all day they dwelt. // Yet were they over us, alive and true. // In the vast shades far up above...

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An Address to Miss Phillis Wheatly [Sic], Ethiopian Poetess, In Bo...

By: Jupitor Hammon

Poetry

Excerpt: 1. // O, COME, you pious youth! adore // The wisdom of thy God, // In bringing thee from distant shore, // To learn His holy word. // 2. // Thou mightest been left behind, // Admidst a dark abode; // God's tender mercy still combined, // Thou hast the holy word. // 3. // Fair Wisdom's ways are paths of peace, // And they that walk therein, // Shall reap the joys that never cease, // And Christ shall be their King. // 4. // God's tender mercy brought thee here; /...

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The Statue and the Bust

By: Robert Browning

Poetry

Excerpt: THERE's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, // And a statue watches it from the square, // And this story of both do our townsmen tell. // Ages ago, a lady there, // At the farthest window facing the East, // Asked, Who rides by with the royal air? // The bridesmaids' prattle around her ceased; // She leaned forth, one on either hand; // They saw how the blush of the bride increased - // They felt by its beats her heart expand - // As one at each ear and...

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William H Davies

By: Rupert Brooke

Poetry

Excerpt: Thunderstorms // My mind has thunderstorms, // That brood for heavy hours: // Until they rain me words; // My thoughts are drooping flowers // And sulking, silent birds. // Yet come, dark thunderstorms, // And brood your heavy hours; // For when you rain me words, // My thoughts are dancing flowers // And joyful singing birds. // The Mind's Liberty // The mind, with its own eyes and ears, // May for these others have no care; // No matter where this body is, // ...

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The Lay of the Last Minstrel

By: Sir Walter Scott

Poetry

Excerpt: Canto Sixth. // I // Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, // Who never to himself hath said, // This is my own, my native land! // Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, // As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, // From wandering on a foreign strand! // If such there breathe, go, mark him well; // For him no Minstrel raptures swell; // High though his titles, proud his name, // Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; // Despite those titles, power, and p...

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Theology

By: Paul Laurence Dunbar

Poetry

Excerpt: THERE is a heaven, for ever, day by day, // The upward longing of my soul doth tell me so. // There is a hell, I'm quite as sure; for pray // If there were not, where would my neighbours go?

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War Song

By: John Davidson

Poetry

Excerpt: IN anguish we uplift // A new unhallowed song: // The race is to the swift; // The battle to the strong. // Of old it was ordained // That we, in packs like curs, // Some thirty million trained // And licensed murderers, // In crime should live and act, // If cunning folk say sooth // Who flay the naked fact // And carve the heart of truth. // The rulers cry aloud, // We cannot cancel war, // The end and bloody shroud // Of wrongs the worst abhor, // And order's...

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Gnosis

By: Christopher Pearse Cranch

Poetry

Excerpt: THOUGHT is deeper than all speech, // Feeling deeper than all thought: // Souls to souls never can teach // What unto themselves was taught. // We are spirits clad in veils; // Man by man was never seen; // All our deep communing fails // To remove the shadowy screen. // Heart to heart was never known; // Mind with mind did never meet; // We are columns left alone // Of a temple once complete. // Like the stars that gem the sky, // Far apart though seeming near,...

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