CENTURY POEMS

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Was Robert Gabriel Mugabe The Twentieth Century Black Angel Gabriel?

Was Robert Gabriel Mugabe the black twentieth century Angel Gabriel?
news of the birth of Zimbabwe,
was brought by Mugabe Gabriel,

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Francis Ngwenya

Francis Ngwenya
My Namesake

Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.

You scarcely need my tardy thanks,
Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Short Speech To My Friends

A political art, let it be
tenderness, low strings the fingers
touch, or the width of autumn
climbing wider avenues, among the virtue
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Amiri Baraka
A Walk After Dark

A cloudless night like this
Can set the spirit soaring:
After a tiring day
The clockwork spectacle is
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W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
A Little Song

When you, my Dear, are away, away,
How wearily goes the creeping day.
A year drags after morning, and night
Starts another year of candle light.
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Letter To My Wife

11-11-1933
Bursa Prison
My one and only!
Your last letter says:
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Nazim Hikmet
Victory

I.
Before those golden altar-lights we stood,
Each one of us remembering his own dead.
A more than earthly beauty seemed to brood
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Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
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
Annuitant

Oh I am neither rich nor poor,
No worker I dispoil;
Yet I am glad to be secure
From servitude and toil.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Reincarnation

Seemingly too impossible
Yet,as day after night,inevitable
As the sun walked past the valley of the dead
We ,the long gone, stood in awe at the mark of a new century
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Fatsani Chione

Fatsani Chione
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
A Lady

You are beautiful and faded
Like an old opera tune
Played upon a harpsichord;
Or like the sun-flooded silks
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
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

Oscar Wilde
Columbus

Once upon a time there was an Italian,
And some people thought he was a rapscallion,
But he wasn't offended,
Because other people thought he was splendid,
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Ogden Nash
Penance

My lover died a century ago,
Her dear heart stricken by my sland'rous breath,
Wherefore the Gods forbade that I should know
The peace of death.
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John Mccrae

John Mccrae
Change And Continuity Over Time

Over the period of time,
Change and continuity evolved,
We often says that the time changed but ,
It is the notion & attitude of people that really differed.
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Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
Marriage

Should I get married? Should I be Good?
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood?
Don't take her to movies but to cemeteries
tell all about werewolf bathtubs and forked clarinets
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Gregory Corso
Remorse

That scathing word I used in scorn
(Though half a century ago)
Comes back to me this April morn,
Like boomerang to work me woe;
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Burns

MY OWN WILD BURNS! these rude-wrought rhymes of thine
In golden worth are like the unshapely coin
Of some new realm, yet pure as from the mineâ??
And Art may well be spared with such alloy
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Charles Harpur
Funny-to Be A Century

345

Funnyâ??to be a Centuryâ??
And see the Peopleâ??going byâ??
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Captain Craig

I

I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town
Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Arms And The Man. - Prologue.

Full-burnished through the long-revolving years
The ploughshare of a Century to-day
Runs peaceful furrows where a crop of Spears
Once stood in War's array.
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James Barron Hope
Meru

Civilisation is hooped together, brought
Under a mle, under the semblance of peace
By manifold illusion; but man's life is thought,
And he, despite his terror, cannot cease
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Gone

Upon time's surging, billowy sea
A ship now slowly disappears,
With freight no human eye can see,
But weighing just one hundred years.
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Nannie R. Glass
After Fifty Years

A MOTHER'S ADDRESS TO HER FAMILY ON HER GOLDEN-WEDDING DAY.


Just fifty years, my daughters,
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Pamela S. Vining, (j. C. Yule)
California Prodigal

FOR DAVID P?B

The eye follows, the land
Slips upward, creases down, forms
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Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou
A Forest Hymn

The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned
To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave,
And spread the roof above them,-ere he framed
The lofty vault, to gather and roll back
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William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant
Blood And The Moon

I

Blessed be this place,
More blessed still this tower;
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
The Wrathful

O pupils of Gaza . .
Teach us . . .
A little of what you have
For we have forgotten . . .
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Nizar Qabbani
The Ballad Of The White Horse: 01 - Dedication

Of great limbs gone to chaos,
A great face turned to night-
Why bend above a shapeless shroud
Seeking in such archaic cloud
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G. K. Chesterton

G. K. Chesterton
The Better Day

Harsh thoughts, blind angers, and fierce hands,
That keep this restless world at strife,
Mean passions that, like choking sands,
Perplex the stream of life,
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Archibald Lampman
The Sylvan Cabin - A Centenary Ode On The Birth Of Lincoln

I

O, fairest Dame of sylvan glades,
We come to pay thee homage due,
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Edward Smyth Jones
Old Pete Parraday

Old Pete Paraday, his mind works very slow;
But, when it fastens on a thoughts, he will not let it go.
He measures it and mumbles it until an answer comes,
Just as he mumbles bits and scraps between his toothless gums.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Willow

And I grew up in patterned tranquillity,
In the cool nursery of the young century.
And the voice of man was not dear to me,
But the voice of the wind I could understand.
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Anna Akhmatova
Ode To Salvador Dali

A rose in the high garden you desire.
A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.
The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist fog,
The grays watching over the last balustrades.
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Federico Garcà­a Lorca
Report On Tait's Lecture On Force

Ye British Asses, who expect to hear
Ever some new thing,
Iâ??ve nothing new to tell, but what, I fear,
May be a true thing.
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James Clerk Maxwell
The Ideal

It will not be these beauties of vignettes,
Poor products of a worthless century,
Feet in half-boots, fingers in castanets,
Who satisfy the yearning heart in me.
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Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire
The Sycamores

In the outskirts of the village
On the river's winding shores
Stand the Occidental plane-trees,
Stand the ancient sycamores.
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Do Not Cheer, Men Are Dying, Said Capt. Phillips

Do not cheer, for men are dying
From their distant homes in pain;
And the restless sea is darkened
By a flood of crimson rain.
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Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
The Death Of Captain Ward

'Twas about the beginning of the past century
Billy Bowls was pressed into the British Navy,
And conveyed on board the "Waterwitch" without delay,
Scarce getting time to bid farewell to the villagers of Fairway.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
The Long Race

Up the old hill to the old house again
Where fifty years ago the friend was young
Who should be waiting somewhere there among
Old things that least remembered most remain,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Easter, 1916

I have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
Eighteenth-century houses.
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Hey Nelly Nelly

Hey Nelly Nelly, come to the window
Hey Nelly Nelly look at what I see
He's riding into town on a sway back mule
Got a tall black hat and he looks like a fool
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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
The Men

I'm Ramón González Barbagelata from anywhere,
from Cucuy, from Paraná, from Rio Turbio, from Oruro,
from Maracaibo, from Parral, from Ovalle, from Loconmilla,
I'm the poor devil from the poor Third World,
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Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda
The Bird Must Sing To Earn The Crumb

880

The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb
What merit have the Tune
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Wordsworth's Grave

I

The old rude church, with bare, bald tower, is here;
Beneath its shadow high-born Rotha flows;
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William Watson
Granny

Here, in her elbow chair, she sits
A soul alert, alive,
A poor old body shrunk and bent -
The queen-bee of the hive.
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Ada Cambridge
The Revealer

(ROOSEVELT)

He turned aside to see the carcase of the lion: and
behold, there was a swarm of bees and honey in the carcase
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Vignettes 26: Elegy On Edward Betham, Lost In The Duchess Of Gordon East Indiaman, Off The Cape Of G

Lovely as are the wide and sudden calms
Upon a lake, when all the waters rise,
To smooth each undulation, and present
A plain of molten silver-is the hope,
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Matilda Betham

Matilda Betham