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The Old Survey

Our money's all spent, to the deuce went it!
The landlord, he looks glum,
On the tap-room wall, in a very bad scrawl,
He has chalked to us a sum.
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Banjo Paterson
One Africa

We were once victims altogether
Once slaves in our homeland
The struggle, we fought together
Fought against the unjust systems
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Bright Madziva

Bright Madziva
God Neither Known Nor Loved By The World

Ye linnets, let us try, beneath this grove,
Which shall be loudest in our Maker's praise!
In quest of some forlorn retreat I rove,
For all the world is blind, and wanders from his ways.
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William Cowper

William Cowper
The Breath Of Light

We are the gleam of infinite,
the breath of light,
the spark of life,
the chain of being,
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Alexis Karpouzos

Alexis Karpouzos
Chained To Inhumanity

Why does it feel am in a cage
Chained to my past can't free from it
Why have this shackles turned to be my doom
Why can't I get free why are the chain painful
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Ibthlhal Abdul

Ibthlhal Abdul
The Chain Of Being

I am a leaf
Of the grand family-tree
I wither and fall and fade away
But the tree lives on . . .
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Kanwar Dinesh Singh

Kanwar Dinesh Singh
Leila

LEILA

Let me tell you the secret hidden
How to get closer to Leila, your beloved.
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Iam A Poet

Iam a poet
i have been writing for a while
for both the black and white,
of late none of my literature
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Francis Ngwenya

Francis Ngwenya
The Spark Of Life: AleΧis Karpouzos

We are the gleam of infinite,
the breathe of light,
the spark of life,
the chain of being,
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Alexis Karpouzos

Alexis Karpouzos
News From Babylon

“Archaeologists have discovered a love-letter among the ruins
of Babylon.”-Newspaper report.

The world hath just one tale to tell, and it is very old,
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
" Corruption "

It seems like corruption is our definition.
As one gone here comes a next one.

Guns big, tall and long yet wi never mek one, not to mention the cost, so ironic them own by the poorest man.
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Mark Burrell

Mark Burrell
A School Song

Prelude to "Stalky & Co."


"Let us now praise famous men"--
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Farewell, Thou Stream.

Air - "Nancy's to the greenwood gane."


I.
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
A Little While, A Little While

A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
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Emily Brontë
Waring

I

What's become of Waring
Since he gave us all the slip,
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Venus And Adonis

Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Trail Of Ninety-eight

Gold! We leapt from our benches. Gold! We sprang from our stools.
Gold! We wheeled in the furrow, fired with the faith of fools.
Fearless, unfound, unfitted, far from the night and the cold,
Heard we the clarion summons, followed the master-lure-Gold!
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Her Tin Skin

,
resistant, cupped, no, cocked
in the V of her elbow. i want
my curves mountainous
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Evie Shockley
From The Masjid-al-aqsa Of Sayyid Ahmed (wahabi

Not with an outcry to Allah nor any complaining
He answered his name at the muster and stood to the chaining.
When the twin anklets were nipped on the leg-bars that held them,
He brotherly greeted the armourers stooping to weld them.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Roll Of The Kettledrum; Or, The Lay Of The Last Charger

“You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
Of two such lessons, why forget
The nobler and the manlier one?”-Byron.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
The Words Of Belief

Three words will I name thee--around and about,
From the lip to the lip, full of meaning, they flee;
But they had not their birth in the being without,
And the heart, not the lip, must their oracle be!
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Friedrich Schiller
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats

John Keats
Fly Not Yet

Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour,
When pleasure, like the midnight flower
That scorns the eye of vulgar light,
Begins to bloom for sons of night,
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Absalom And Achitophel

In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin,
Before polygamy was made a sin;
When man, on many, multipli'd his kind,
Ere one to one was cursedly confin'd:
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John Dryden

John Dryden
Locksley Hall Sixty Years After

Late, my grandson! half the morning have I paced these sandy tracts,
Watch'd again the hollow ridges roaring into cataracts,

Wander'd back to living boyhood while I heard the curlews call,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Old Burying-ground

Our vales are sweet with fern and rose,
Our hills are maple-crowned;
But not from them our fathers chose
The village burying-ground.
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
The Tyger

Tyger Tyger. burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye.
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
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William Blake

William Blake
The Village Green

ON the cheerful village green,
Skirted round with houses small,
All the boys and girls are seen,
Playing there with hoop and ball.
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Ann Taylor
Brothers

See! There he stands; not brave, but with an air
Of sullen stupor. Mark him well! Is he
Not more like brute than man? Look in his eye!
No light is there; none, save the glint that shines
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James Weldon Johnson

James Weldon Johnson
Rudiger

Bright on the mountain's heathy slope
The day's last splendors shine
And rich with many a radiant hue
Gleam gayly on the Rhine.
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Robert Southey

Robert Southey
Tell Me

“Traveller, what lies over the hill?
Traveller, tell to me:
Tip-toe-high on the window-sill
Over I cannot see.”
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George Macdonald

George Macdonald
In The Moonlight

The moon is bright, and the winds are laid, and the river is roaring by;
Orion swings, with his belted lights low down in the western sky;
North and south from the mountain gorge to the heart of the silver plain
There-s many an eye will see no sleep till the east grows bright again;
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David Mckee Wright
Tamerlane - Early Version

I.

I have sent for thee, holy friar;1
But 'twas not with the drunken hope,
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Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
Book Of Suleika - Suleika 04

WITH what inward joy, sweet lay,

I thy meaning have descried!
Lovingly thou seem'st to say
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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
Endymion: Book Iii

There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men
With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen
Their baaing vanities, to browse away
The comfortable green and juicy hay
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John Keats

John Keats
The Windigo

Go easy wit' de paddle, an' steady wit' de
oar
Geev rudder to de bes' man you got among
de crew,
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William Henry Drummond
The Dying Bondman

Life was trembling, faintly trembling
On the bondman's latest breath,
And he felt the chilling pressure
Of the cold, hard hand of Death.
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Frances E. W. Harper
The Two Shades.

Along that gloomy river's brim,
Where Charon plies the ceaseless oar,
Two mighty Shadows, dusk and dim,
Stood lingering on the dismal shore.
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Samuel Griswold Goodrich
The Fudge Family In Paris Letter Xi. From Phelim Connor To ----.

Yes, 'twas a cause, as noble and as great
As ever hero died to vindicate--
A Nation's right to speak a Nation's voice,
And own no power but of the Nation's choice!
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
A Hidden Life

Proudly the youth, sudden with manhood crowned,
Went walking by his horses, the first time,
That morning, to the plough. No soldier gay
Feels at his side the throb of the gold hilt
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George Macdonald

George Macdonald
An Essay On Man: Epistle I.

THE DESIGN.

Having proposed to write some pieces on human life and manners, such as (to use my Lord Bacon's expression) come home to men's business and bosoms, I thought it more satisfactory to begin with considering man in the abstract, his nature and his state; since, to prove any moral duty, to enforce any moral precept, or to examine the perfection or imperfection of any creature whatsoever, it is necessary first to know what condition and relation it is placed in, and what is the proper end and purpose of its being.

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Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope
Stanzas

God bless the man who gave us rest
And him who taught us play,
For kindness reigned within his breast
To all our sorrow slay;
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Freeman E. Miller
The Two Shades

Along that gloomy river's brim,
Where Charon plies the ceaseless oar,
Two mighty Shadows, dusk and dim,
Stood lingering on the dismal shore.
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Sam G. Goodrich
The Human Face

I. Soon

Of all the springtimes of the world
This one is the ugliest
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Paul Eluard
Ch 04 On The Advantages Of Silence Story 05

Galenus saw a fool hanging on with his hands to the collar of a learned man and insulting him, whereon he said: â??If he were learned he would not have come to this pass with an ignorant man.â??

Two wise men do not contend and quarrel
Nor does a scholar fight with a contemptible fellow.
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Saadi Shirazi
I Hid My Love

I hid my love when young till I
Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly;
I hid my love to my despite
Till I could not bear to look at light:
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John Clare

John Clare
Melancholy

HENCE, all you vain delights,
   As short as are the nights
   Wherein you spend your folly!
There 's naught in this life sweet,
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John Fletcher
Chain Of Pearls

Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neck
with my tears of sorrow.

The stars have wrought their anklets of light to deck thy feet,
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Rabindranath Tagore
A November Night

There! See the line of lights,
A chain of stars down either side the street-
Why can't you lift the chain and give it to me,
A necklace for my throat? I'd twist it round
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Sara Teasdale
The Rival Bubbles

Two bubbles on a mountain stream,
Began their race one shining morn,
And lighted by the ruddy beam,
Went dancing down 'mid shrub and thorn.
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Sam G. Goodrich