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Sonnet 002: When Forty Winters Shall Besiege Thy Brow

When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery so gazed on now,
Will be a tattered weed of small worth held.
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
How Many Times

How many times?

How many times does it get before it start to count?
He said it was needed just so she can fall in line
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Ademijuwon Adebagbo

Ademijuwon Adebagbo
One Day ( Like August 5)

One Day
Though it may be years unknown
We shall over come
And our land will be free
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Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
Shaheed-e-azam

My death is an excuse,
Some sleepy sleeping people have to wake up.
Mother, do not think that the red will hang on you hanging on the hanging, you just see how many young people will bleed the cold by watching them hang on a hanging trap.
Even after my death, Iqbalab will speak every stroke of my blood's blood.
.....
Murari Lal

Murari Lal
Gone Not Forever

You gone?
Tell him to love you harder,
Never strike your head deeper,
Not walk away when you shout,
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Brian Dredan

Brian Dredan
The Sonnets Cxxxix - O! Call Not Me To Justify The Wrong

O! call not me to justify the wrong
That thy unkindness lays upon my heart;
Wound me not with thine eye, but with thy tongue:
Use power with power, and slay me not by art,
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
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
Signs

It's “be a good boy, Willie,”
And it's “run away and play,
For Santa Claus is coming
With his reindeer and his sleigh.”
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
It's Dark In Here

I am writing these poems
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.
So please excuse the handwriting
.....
Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
Rain

I wish it would be raining in a dark night,
And i would be intrigued by your memories,
While my heart have only wished that....,
If you shall come back once dear,
.....
Pallavi Deepchand

Pallavi Deepchand
The Rhodora

On Being Asked, Whence Is The Flower?

In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes,
I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods,
.....
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson
A Modest Request

Complied With After The Dinner At President Everett's Inauguration

Scene, - a back parlor in a certain square,
Or court, or lane, - in short, no matter where;
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Oliver Wendell Holmes
Sonnet Xviii: With What Sharp Checks

With what sharp checks I in myself am shent,
When into Reason's audit I do go:
And by just counts myself a bankrupt know
Of all the goods, which heav'n to me hath lent:
.....
Sir Philip Sidney

Sir Philip Sidney
Give Me The Flute

Give me the flute, and sing
immortality lies in a song
and even after we've perished
the flute continues to lament
.....

Khalil Gibran
In Love

O what does the burning mouth
Of sun, burning in today's,
Sky, remind me....oh, yes, his
Mouth, and....his limbs like pale and
.....

Kamala Das
September 1, 1939

I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
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W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
Satire Iii

Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbids
Those tears to issue which swell my eyelids;
I must not laugh, nor weep sins and be wise;
Can railing, then, cure these worn maladies?
.....
John Donne

John Donne
Thousand Star Hotel, Hanoi

I.

Over the road from the three star Galaxy Hotel is our hotel,
the old park on Phan Dinh Phung Street,
.....

S. K. Kelen
The Approach Of Christmas

There's a little chap at our house that is being mighty good-
Keeps the front lawn looking tidy in the way we've said he should;
Doesn't leave his little wagon, when he's finished with his play,
On the sidewalk as he used to; now he puts it right away.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Satire Ii

Sir; though (I thanke God for it) I do hate
Perfectly all this towne, yet there's one state
In all ill things so excellently best,
That hate, towards them, breeds pitty towards the rest.
.....
John Donne

John Donne
To The Pious Memory Of The Accomplished Young Lady Mrs. Anne Killigrew

Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies,
Made in the last promotion of the Blest;
Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise,
In spreading branches more sublimely rise,
.....
John Dryden

John Dryden
Rebirth

1914-18


If any God should say,
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Airy Christ

After reading Dr Rieuâ??s translation of St Markâ??s Gospel.

Who is this that comes in splendour, coming from the blazing East?
This is he we had not thought of, this is he the airy Christ.
.....

Stevie Smith
The Spider

'OH, look at that great ugly spider!' said Ann;
And screaming, she brush'd it away with her fan;
''Tis a frightful black creature as ever can be,
I wish that it would not come crawling on me. '
.....

Ann Taylor
Maud Muller

Maud Muller on a summer's day
Raked the meadow sweet with hay.

Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth
.....
John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Sonnet 042: That Thou Hast Her, It Is Not All My Grief

That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;
That she hath thee is of my wailing chief,
A loss in love that touches me more nearly.
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
My Last Duchess

That's my last duchess painted on the wall,
Looking as if she were alive. I call
That piece a wonder, now: Frà Pandolf's hands
Worked busily a day, and there she stands.
.....
Robert Browning

Robert Browning
The Ideal Candidates

(A by-law of the New York Board of Education says: “No married woman
shall be appointed to any teaching or supervising position in the New
York public schools unless her husband is mentally or physically
incapacitated to earn a living or has deserted her for a period of not
.....

Alice Duer Miller
Sonnet 101: O Truant Muse, What Shall Be Thy Amends

O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Seaside

(for Peter Ruppell)

You wrote such a love poem that I was
dumb-founded & left to scratch the sand
.....

Lee Harwood
Willie

‘Why did the lady in the lift
Slap that poor parson's face?'
Said Mother, thinking as she sniffed,
Of clerical disgrace.
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
The Spider

"Oh, look at that great ugly spider!" said Ann;
And screaming, she brush'd it away with her fan;
"'Tis a frightful black creature as ever can be,
I wish that it would not come crawling on me. "
.....

Jane Taylor
The Beasts' Confession

To the Priest, on Observing how most Men mistake their own Talents

When beasts could speak (the learned say,
They still can do so ev'ry day),
.....
Jonathan Swift

Jonathan Swift
Scandal

She hastens out and scarcely pins her clothes
To hear the news and tell the news she knows;
She talks of sluts, marks each unmended gown,
Her self the dirtiest slut in all the town.
.....
John Clare

John Clare
Sonnet

(”Three bills known as the Thompson-Bewley cannery bills have been
advanced to third reading in the Senate and Assembly at Albany. One
permits the canners to work their employés seven days a week, a second
allows them to work women after 9 p.m. and a third removes every
.....

Alice Duer Miller
The Captiv'd Bee, Or The Little Filcher

As Julia once a-slumbering lay
It chanced a bee did fly that way,
After a dew or dew-like shower,
To tipple freely in a flower.
.....

Robert Herrick
The Ballad Of The Ice-worm Cocktail

To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames.
A pane of glass was in his eye, and stockings on his stems.
Upon the shoulder of his coat a leather pad he wore,
To rest his deadly rifle when it wasn't seeking gore;
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
A Ballad Of Burial

If down here I chance to die,
Solemnly I beg you take
All that is left of "I"
To the Hills for old sake's sake,
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Sonnet Xxiv

Do not reproach me, Ladies, if I've loved
And felt a thousand torches burn my veins,
A thousand griefs, a thousand biting pains
And all my days to bitter tears dissolved.
.....

Louise Labe
The World Is Full Of Double Beds

The world is full of double beds
And most delightful maidenheads,
Which being so, thereâ??s no excuse
For sodomy of self-abuse.
.....
Hilaire Belloc

Hilaire Belloc
Lycidas

In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately
drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, 1637;
and, by occasion, foretells the ruin of our corrupted Clergy,
then in their height.
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John Milton

John Milton
Sonnet 2:

When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held:
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Richard Minutolo

IN ev'ry age, at Naples, we are told,
Intrigue and gallantry reign uncontrolled;
With beauteous objects in abundance blessed.
No country round so many has possessed;
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Jean De La Fontaine
Sonnet 42: That Thou Hast Her, It Is Not All My Grief

That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;
That she hath thee is of my wailing chief,
A loss in love that touches me more nearly.
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Shepherd's Calendar - August

Harvest approaches with its bustling day
The wheat tans brown and barley bleaches grey
In yellow garb the oat land intervenes
And tawney glooms the valley thronged with beans
.....
John Clare

John Clare
When Albani Sang

Was workin' away on de farm dere, wan
morning not long ago,
Feexin' de fence for winter--'cos dat's
w'ere we got de snow!
.....

William Henry Drummond
Don Juan: Canto The Fourteenth

If from great nature's or our own abyss
Of thought we could but snatch a certainty,
Perhaps mankind might find the path they miss--
But then 'twould spoil much good philosophy.
.....

George Gordon Byron
The Seance

“The spirits do not like the light,”
The medium said, and turned the switch;
The little lady on my right
Clutched at my hand with nervous twitch.
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
Sonnet Ii: When Forty Winters Shall Besiege Thy Brow

When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held:
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Indiscreet Confessions

FAMED Paris ne'er within its walls had got,
Such magick charms as were Aminta's lot,
Youth, beauty, temper, fortune, she possessed,
And all that should a husband render blessed,
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Jean De La Fontaine