DOMESTIC POEMS

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Feminism

I looked upon the life
There were lows and highs
In between I found trapped in ties
It is dream to fly in the sky
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Simranjit Parmar

Simranjit Parmar
Michael: A Pastoral Poem

If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
A Rainy Day

Oh, what a blessed interval
A rainy day may be!
No lightning flash nor tempest roar,
But one incessant, steady pour
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Hattie Howard
Grown-up

Was it for this I uttered prayers
And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs,
That now, domestic as a plate,
I should retire at half-past eight?
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Domestic Peace

Tell me, on what holy ground
May domestic peace be found?
Halcyon daughter of the skies,
Far on fearful wing she flies,
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Jobson Of The Star

Within a pub that's off the Strand and handy to the bar,
With pipe in mouth and mug in hand sat Jobson of the Star.
“Come, sit ye down, ye wond'ring wight, and have a yarn,” says he.
“I can't,” says I, “because to-night I'm off to Tripoli;
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Domestic Tragedy

Clorinda met me on the way
As I came from the train;
Her face was anything but gay,
In fact, suggested pain.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
To Think Of Time

To think of time, of all that retrospection!
To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward!

Have you guess'd you yourself would not continue?
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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
Rimer

The rimer quenches his unheeded fires,
The sound surceases and the sense expires.
Then the domestic dog, to east and west,
Expounds the passions burning in his breast.
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Ambrose Bierce
Epitaph On A Hare

Here lies, whom hound did neâ??er pursue,
Nor swiftewd greyhound follow,
Whose foot neâ??er tainted morning dew,
Nor ear heard huntsmanâ??s halloâ??,
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William Cowper

William Cowper
Solitude

WHEN you have tidied all things for the night,
And while your thoughts are fading to their sleep,
You'll pause a moment in the late firelight,
Too sorrowful to weep.
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Harold Monro
Winding Wool

She'd bring to me a skein of wool
And beg me to hold out my hands;
so on my pipe I cease to pull
And watch her twine the shining strands
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Interrupt This Program (liberty Lotus)

Of badly behaved humans and pallid dust-
Split screen shows tall buildings in New York
Make good targets for aeroplanes
And the Pentagon burns like any other place.
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S. K. Kelen
Understand

wild animals become divinely rare
their habitats wild homes are soft earth & tree
cannot flee before the bulldozer concrete
flame and smoke desert where only wheat
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S. K. Kelen
To A Lady

Oh! had my Fate been join'd with thine,
As once this pledge appear'd a token,
These follies had not, then, been mine,
For, then, my peace had not been broken.
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George Gordon Lord Byron

George Gordon Lord Byron
To Cordelia M.... - Hallsteads, Ullswater

Not in the mines beyond the western main,
You say, Cordelia, was the metal sought,
Which a fine skill, of Indian growth, has wrought
Into this flexible yet faithful Chain;
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Epitaph On Sir Thomas Hanmer, Bart.

Thou who survey'st these walls with curious eye,
Pause at this tomb where Hanmer's ashes lie;
His various worth through varied life attend,
And learn his virtues while thou mourn'st his end.
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Samuel Johnson

Samuel Johnson
My Dependence

I like to be dependent, and so for ever
with warmth and care of my mother
my father , to love, kiss and embrace
wear life happily in all their grace.
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Rabindranath Tagore
Gravikty

I
Fit for perpetual worship is the power
That holds our bodies safely to the earth.

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Harold Monro
A Parental Ode To My Son, Aged 3 Years And 5 Months

Thou happy, happy elf!
(But stop,â??first let me kiss away that tearâ??)
Thou tiny image of myself!
(My love, he's poking peas into his ear!)
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Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
Sir Guy The Crusader

Sir GUY was a doughty crusader,
A muscular knight,
Ever ready to fight,
A very determined invader,
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William Schwenck Gilbert
The Progress Of Error.

Si quid loquar audiendam.--Hor. Lib. iv. Od. 2.



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William Cowper

William Cowper
Five Kisses: 04 - Domestic Bliss

Sequestered in their calm domestic bower,
They sat together. He in manhood's prime
And she a matron in her fullest flower.
The mantel clock gave forth a warning chime.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Poet

â??A Rhapsody


Of all the various lots around the ball,
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Mark Akenside

Mark Akenside
Home

There is a land, of every land the pride,
Beloved by heaven, o'er all the world beside;
Where brighter suns dispense serener light,
And milder moons emparadise the night;
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James Montgomery
Tale Xiv

THE STRUGGLES OF CONSCIENCE.

A serious Toyman in the city dwelt,
Who much concern for his religion felt;
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George Crabbe

George Crabbe
Lines

Written impromptu, on reading the following passage in Mr.
Capel Lofft's beautiful and interesting Preface to Nathaniel
Bloomfield's Poems, just published:-”It has a mixture
of the sportive, which deepens the impression of its
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Henry Kirk White
Domestic Scene

The meal was o'er, the lamp was lit,
The family sat in its glow;
The Mother never ceased to knit,
The Daughter never slacked to sew;
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Our Own Twelve Anti-suffragist Reasons

1. Because no woman will leave her domestic duties to vote.

2. Because no woman who may vote will attend to her domestic duties.

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Alice Duer Miller
Occasional Address

Written for the benefit of a distressed Player, detained
at Brighthelmstone for Debt, November 1792.
WHEN in a thousand swarms, the summer o'er,
The birds of passage quit our English shore,
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Charlotte Smith
Hudibras: Part 1 - Canto I

THE ARGUMENT

Sir Hudibras his passing worth,
The manner how he sallied forth;
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Samuel Butler
The Prisoner

THERE, where the swift Rhone's waters flow
Its verdant banks between;
Where fragrant myrtles bending grow,
And Rhone reflects their green;
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Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov
The Triad

Show me the noblest Youth of present time,
Whose trembling fancy would to love give birth;
Some God or Hero, from the Olympian clime
Returned, to seek a Consort upon earth;
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
On The Bill Which Was Passed In England For Regulating The Slave-trade

The hollow winds of night no more
In wild, unequal cadence pour,
On musing fancy's wakeful ear,
The groan of agony severe
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Helen Maria Williams
Every Thing

Since man has been articulate,
Mechanical, improvidently wise,
(Servant of Fate),
He has not understood the little cries
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Harold Monro
Maternity

There once was a Square, such a square little Square,
And he loved a trim Triangle;
But she was a flirt and around her skirt
Vainly she made him dangle.
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Robert William Service
Tale Vi

THE FRANK COURTSHIP.

Grave Jonas Kindred, Sybil Kindred's sire,
Was six feet high, and look'd six inches higher;
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George Crabbe

George Crabbe
Tale Ii

THE PARTING HOUR.

Minutely trace man's life; year after year,
Through all his days let all his deeds appear,
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George Crabbe

George Crabbe
A Song To David

I
O Thou, that sit'st upon a throne,
With harp of high majestic tone,
To praise the King of kings;
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Christopher Smart

Christopher Smart
Marmion

Heap on more wood!-the wind is chill;
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
Each age has deem'd the new-born year
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Sir Walter Scott

Sir Walter Scott
Mates

It boots not to retrace the path
To ages dim and hoar,
When Man, at the domestic hearth,
First learned the art of war,
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Ada Cambridge
Bec?s Birth-day Nov. 8, 1726

This day, dear Bec, is thy nativity;
Had Fate a luckier one, she'd give it ye.
She chose a thread of greatest length,
And doubly twisted it for strength:
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Jonathan Swift

Jonathan Swift
The Widow's Home

Close on the margin of a brawling brook
That bathes the low dell's bosom, stands a Cot;
O'ershadow'd by broad Alders. At its door
A rude seat, with an ozier canopy
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Mary Darby Robinson
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
Week-end

I
The train! The twleve o'clock for paradise.
Hurry, or it will try to creep away.
Out in the country every one is wise:
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Harold Monro
Lachin Y Gair

Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses!
In you let the minions of luxury rove;
Restore me to the rocks, where the snowflake reposes,
Though still they are sacred to freedom and love:
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George Gordon Byron
In Memoriam. - Mr. Normand Burr,

Editor of the "Christian Secretary" for more than twenty years, died at Hartford, December 5th, aged 59.


We knew him as a man of sterling worth,
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Lydia Howard Sigourney
Verses To Collector Mitchell

FRIEND of the Poet, tried and leal,
Wha, wanting thee, might beg or steal;
Alake, alake, the meikle deil
Wi' a' his witches
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
The Task. Book V. The Winter Morning Walk.

'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb
Ascending, fires the horizon; while the clouds,
That crowd away before the driving wind,
More ardent as the disk emerges more,
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William Cowper

William Cowper