FLUTE POEMS

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Grant Me Your Eyes

GRANT ME YOUR EYES

O You who has revealed
Your hidden treasure to me
.....
Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Nectar Of Love

My Beloved!
Give me to drink the nectar of love
My soul is blazing in flameless and smokeless fire
I am eager to see your billowing flames
.....
Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
The Flute

It was a night of smell and dew
When very old things seemed how new;
When speech was softest in the still
Air that loitered down the hill;
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John Freeman
The Flute

It was a night of smell and dew
When very old things seemed how new;
When speech was softest in the still
Air that loitered down the hill;
.....

John Frederick Freeman
No War! No War! Give Us Peace

NO WAR! No WAR! GIVE US PEACE

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer!
War drums stopped beating
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
I Am A Caliph Of God

I AM A CALIPH OF GOD

Am I in the body or
the body is in me?
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Tartary

If I were Lord of Tartary,
Myself, and me alone,
My bed should be of ivory,
Of beaten gold my throne;
.....

Walter De La Mare
Strange Are The Ways Of Men

STRANGE are the ways of men,
And strange the ways of God!
We tread the mazy paths
That all our fathers trod.
.....
Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson
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
A Tutor Who Tooted The Flute

A tutor who tooted the flute,
Tried to teach two young tooters to toot;
Said the two to the tutor:
“Is it harder to toot, or
.....

Anonymous
Sound Of Soul

SOUND OF SOUL

A clear cool breeze is sweeping
Over the Queen Of The Night,
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Leo

I made a journey o'er the sea,
I bade my faithful dog good-bye,
I knew that he would grieve for me,
But did not dream that he would die!
.....
John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
Loot

If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back,
If you've ever snigged the washin' from the line,
If you've ever crammed a gander in your bloomin' 'aversack,
You will understand this little song o' mine.
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Comus

A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before

The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales.

.....
John Milton

John Milton
Merlin V

The sun went down, and the dark after it
Starred Merlin's new abode with many a sconced
And many a moving candle, in whose light
The prisoned wizard, mirrored in amazement,
.....
Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Tannhauser

To my mother. May, 1870.


The Landgrave Hermann held a gathering
.....
Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
Prologue

This day winding down now
At God speeded summer's end
In the torrent salmon sun,
In my seashaken house
.....

Dylan Thomas
Rondeau

Gone and passed is the gold of day,
And the eveningâ??s brown and blue:
Silenced the shepherdâ??s tender flute
And the eveningâ??s brown and blue
.....

Georg Trakl
Bluebird's Greeting

Over the mossy walls,
Above the slumbering fields
Where yet the ground no fruitage yields,
Save as the sunlight falls
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George Parsons Lathrop

George Parsons Lathrop
Come, My Beloved, Hear From Me

COME, my beloved, hear from me
Tales of the woods or open sea.
Let our aspiring fancy rise
A wren's flight higher toward the skies;
.....
Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson
Towns In Colour

I

Red Slippers

.....
Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Music Comes

Music comes
Sweetly from the trembling string
When wizard fingers sweep
Dreamily, half asleep;
.....

John Freeman
Music

The neighbour sits in his window and plays the flute.
From my bed I can hear him,
And the round notes flutter and tap about the room,
And hit against each other,
.....
Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
The Symphony

“O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead!
The Time needs heart-'tis tired of head:
We're all for love,” the violins said.
“Of what avail the rigorous tale
.....
Sidney Lanier

Sidney Lanier
Now I've Been Three Days

Now I've been three days
In the place where I am staying,
I've taken up new waysâ??
Land-owning and flute playing.
.....

Lesbia Harford
Cat Scat

I am watching Cleo listening, our cat
listening to Mozart's Magic Flute. What
can she be hearing? What
can the air carry into her ears like that,
.....

Eamon Grennan
Little Flute

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail
vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.

This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales,
.....

Rabindranath Tagore
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner

Part I

It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
.....
Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Spring

Sound the Flute!
Now it's mute.
Birds delight
Day and Night
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William Blake

William Blake
I Am Restless

I am restless. I am athirst for far-away things.
My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance.
O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.
.....

Rabindranath Tagore
The Stag.

Blest be the boy, by virtue nurst,
Who knows not aught of fear's controul,
And keeps, in peril's sudden burst,
The freedom of an active soul.
.....
William Hayley

William Hayley
The Iliad: Book 18

Thus then did they fight as it were a flaming fire. Meanwhile the
fleet runner Antilochus, who had been sent as messenger, reached
Achilles, and found him sitting by his tall ships and boding that
which was indeed too surely true. “Alas,” said he to himself in the
.....

Homer
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.
.....
John Milton

John Milton
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;
.....
Christopher Smart

Christopher Smart
To A. D.

The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
The lark's is a clarion-call,
And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute,
But I love him best of all.
.....
William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
Here Is The Place Where Loveliness Keeps House

Here is the place where Loveliness keeps house,
Between the river and the wooded hills,
Within a valley where the Springtime spills
Her firstling wind-flowers under blossoming boughs:
.....
Madison Cawein

Madison Cawein
The Monk

I

In Nino's chamber not a sound intrudes
Upon the midnight's tingling silentness,
.....

Archibald Lampman
Spring

Once more the lark with song and speed
Cleaves through the dawn, his hurried bars^;
Fall, like the flute of Ganymede
Twirling and whistling from the stars.
.....
Francis Ledwidge

Francis Ledwidge
Her—"last Poems"

312

Her—"last Poems"—
Poets—ended—Silver—perished—with her Tongue—
.....
Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
At The Bomb Testing Site

At noon in the desert a panting lizard
waited for history, its elbows tense,
watching the curve of a particular road
as if something might happen.
.....

William Stafford
Tz'u No. 1

To the tune "Courtyard Filled with Fragrance"

Fragrant grass beside the pond
green shade over the hall
.....

Li Ching Chao
Trail All Your Pikes...

Trail all your pikes, dispirit every drum,
March in a slow procession from afar,
Ye silent, ye dejected men of war!
Be still the hautboys, and the flute be dumb!
.....

Anne Kingsmill Finch
The Fool

“But it isn't playing the game,” he said,
And he slammed his books away;
“The Latin and Greek I've got in my head
Will do for a duller day.”
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
For The One Who Would Not Take His Life In His Hands

Athlete, virtuoso,
Training for happiness,
Bend arm and knee, and seek
The body's sharp distress,
.....
Delmore Schwartz

Delmore Schwartz
An Aquarium

Streaks of green and yellow iridescence,
Silver shiftings,
Rings veering out of rings,
Silver-gold-
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Silvia

I still remember how she moved
Among the rathe, wild blooms she loved,
(When Spring came tip-toe down the slopes,
Atremble ‘twixt her doubts and hopes,
.....
Don Marquis

Don Marquis
The God-maker, Man

Nevermore
Shall the shepherds of Arcady follow
Pan's moods as he lolls by the shore
Of the mere, or lies hid in the hollow;
.....
Don Marquis

Don Marquis
Love's Vicissitudes

AS Love and Hope together
Walk by me for a while,
Link-armed the ways they travel
For many a pleasant mile -
.....
Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson
Harlem Wine

This is not water running here,
These thick rebellious streams
That hurtle flesh and bone past fear
Down alleyways of dreams
.....

Countee Cullen
Full Orchestra

MY words are the poor footmen of your pride,
Of what you cry, you trumpets, each to each
With mouths of air; my speech is the dog-speech
Of yours, the Roman tongueâ??but mine is tied
.....

Kenneth Slessor