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Author : Thomas Moore
I've a secret to tell thee, but hush! not here --
Oh! not where the world its vigil keeps:
I'll seek, to whisper it in thine ear,
Some shore where the Spirit of Silence sleeps;
Where Summer's wave unmurmuring dies,
Nor fay can hear...
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Author : William Butler Yeats
I
Now that we're almost settled in our house
I'll name the friends that cannot sup with us
Beside a fire of turf in th' ancient tower,
And having talked to some late hour
Discoverers of forgotten truth
Or mere companions of my youth,...
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Author : An'ya
ice moon
I lower a hairy spider
into the woodpile
an'ya
Published in late walk, the paper jack stamm haiku anthology 2003, finalist.
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Author : Mary Carolyn Davies
If I had known what trouble you were bearing;
What griefs were in the silence of your face;
I would have been more gentle, and more caring,
And tried to give you gladness for a space.
I would have brought more warmth into the place,
If I...
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Author : John McCrae
If night should come and find me at my toil,
When all Life’s day I had, tho’ faintly, wrought,
And shallow furrows, cleft in stony soil,
Were all my labour: Shall I count it naught
If only one poor...
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Author : Thomas Moore
If thou'lt be mine, the treasures of air,
Of earth, and sea, shall lie at thy feet;
Whatever in Fancy's eye looks fair,
Or in Hope's sweet music sounds most sweet,
Shall be ours -- if thou wilt be mine, love!
Bright flowers...
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Author : Laryalee Fraser
If you played with the universe, planted the stars,
and set galaxies firmly in place --
what care would you have for a heart's weary sigh
or the tears on a child's frightened face?
If you strode across time where no boundaries exist,...
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Author : John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw...
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Author : William Bliss Carman
In the day of battle,
In the night of dread,
Let one hymn be lifted,
Let one prayer be said.
Not for pride of conquest,
Not for vengeance wrought,
Nor for peace and safety
With dishonour bought!
Praise for faith in freedom,...
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Author : Laurence Binyon
In the high leaves of a walnut,
On the very topmost boughs,
A boy that climbed the branching bole
His cradled limbs would house.
On the airy bed that rocked him
Long, idle hours he'd lie
Alone with white clouds sailing
The...
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Author : Thomas Moore
In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown,
And its pleasures in all their new lustre begin,
When we live in a bright-beaming world of our own,
And the light that surrounds us is all from within;
Oh 'tis not, believe me, in...
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Author : Duncan Campbell Scott
In the ruddy heart of the sunset,
Fading and fading still,
A planet throbs and smoulders,
Over the sapphire hill.
A mist steals up from the marshes,
Spreading tender and bright;
A heron floats his haunt in the reeds,
Through the...
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Author : William Bliss Carman
In the warm blue heart of the hills
My beautiful, beautiful one
Sleeps where he laid him down
Before the journey was done.
All the long summer day
The ghosts of noon draw nigh,
And the tremulous aspens hear
The footing of winds...
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Author : Charles G.D. Roberts
In the wide awe and wisdom of the night
I saw the round world rolling on its way,
Beyond significance of depth or height,
Beyond the interchange of dark and day.
I marked the march to which is set no pause,
And that...
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Author : Archibald Lampman
Ingvi and Alf, the sons of Alrek, reigned
In Upsala together, kings; and each
Was diverse from the other both in mood
And habit of his hands. Ingvi was bold,
And great of stature, fair of limb and face,
A man of bountiful ways and...
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Author : Mukesh Williams
Intensities acquire volume,
Then flow fast
Squandering their vitality
Along the way.
Unless impeded by obstacles,
They overwhelm the senses
Drown consciousness and
Dissipate the power to give direction.
Intensities are...
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Author : Thomas Moore
It is not the tear at this moment shed,
When the cold turf has just been laid o'er him,
That can tell how beloved was the friend that's fled,
Or how deep in our hearts we deplore him.
'Tis the tear, through many a long day wept, ...
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Author : Lord Byron
It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note is heard;
It is the hour -- when lover's vows
Seem sweet in every whisper'd word;
And gentle winds and waters near,
Make music to the lonely ear.
Each flower the dews have...
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Author : Minerva Bloom
It is you I wake to — mornings
as if you were conducting yourself on the radio
carousing in the clouds of slumber-angelic-symphony
stirring the smoke of some recent burning dream.
I fervently bled from the rhapsodies; entranced...
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Author : G. David Schwartz
It just seems oblivious
Obviously it does
It only seems obfuscating
I think that’s the buss
It just smells like turquoise
Or torture in the eyes
And that is an ugly situation
As it dos seem obvious
It...
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Author : Robert Frost
It was long I lay
Awake that night
Wishing that night
Would name the hour
And tell me whether
To call it day
(Though not yet light)
And give up sleep.
The snow fell deep
With the hiss of spray;
Two winds would meet,
One down...
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Author : Oscar Wilde
Italia! thou art fallen, though with sheen
Of battle-spears thy clamorous armies stride
From the north Alps to the Sicilian tide!
Ay! fallen, though the nations hail thee Queen
Because rich gold in every town is seen,
And on thy...
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Author : William Bliss Carman
Lord of the sunshine and the soul of earth,
Here in the slow autumnal afternoon
Drenched in the balm that sweetens the blue grape
And keeps the cricket chirping in the grass,
Musing on loveliness there come to us
Hints of supernal...
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Author : Kristi Swadley
lost in an article on Bukowski
I fancy myself no longer a poet
I could spend the rest of my days
learning and devouring
this man
whose poetry
gave me my voice
makes me look at my work
and think
I’m not that good ...
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Author : Christopher John Horne
My gentle princess, my heart's desire,
Upon your hand, I place my fire
In Phoenix flame, we shall arise
Burning ardor, across the skies.
Sun, Star, and Moonlit beam
Cannot compare to all I've seen
Regardless of how hard they try,
My...
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