FLUTE POEMS

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Grant Me Your Eyes

GRANT ME YOUR EYES

O You who has revealed
Your hidden treasure to me
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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
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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 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
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
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;
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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.
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Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson
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.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
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
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Anonymous
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!
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John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
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
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
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Khalil Gibran
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
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
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
Towns In Colour

I

Red Slippers

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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Comus

A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before

The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales.

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John Milton

John Milton
Prologue

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

To my mother. May, 1870.


The Landgrave Hermann held a gathering
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Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
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,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Spring

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

William Blake
Music

I
MUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,
Plumed like empastured Caesars of the sky
With a god's helmet; now, in the gold dye
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Kenneth Slessor
A Hymn

These, as they change, Almighty Father, these
Are but the varied God. The rolling year
Is full of thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring
Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love.
.....

James Thomson
Sing Something Sweet

Prythee, sing something sweet to me-you that can play
First and second at once. Then I too will essay
To croak on the pipes: and yon lad shall salute
Our ears with a melody breathed through his flute.
.....

Jon Corelis Theocritus
Sfere

I asked of my Muse, had she any objection
To laughing with me,-not a word for reply!
You see, it is Sfere, our time for dejection,-
And can a Jew laugh when the rule is to cry?
.....

Morris Rosenfeld
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
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
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner

Part I

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

Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The Unheeded Pageant

Ah, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and covered
your sweet limbs with that little red tunic?
You have come out in the morning to play in the courtyard,
tottering and tumbling as you run.
.....

Rabindranath Tagore
In Memoriam A. H. H. Obiit Mdcccxxxiii: Part 023

Now, sometimes in my sorrow shut,
Or breaking into song by fits,
Alone, alone, to where he sits,
The Shadow cloak'd from head to foot,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Progress Of Error.

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



.....
William Cowper

William Cowper
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
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
Verse

Friends
The old word is dead.
The old books are dead.
Our speech with holes like worn-out shoes is dead.
.....

Nizar Qabbani
The Herdsmen

BATTUS.
Who owns these cattle, Corydon? Philondas? Prythee say.

CORYDON.
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Jon Corelis Theocritus
Music Comes

Music comes
Sweetly from the trembling string
When wizard fingers sweep
Dreamily, half asleep;
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John Freeman
Sweet England

I heard a boy that climbed up Dover's Hill
Singing Sweet England, sweeter for his song.
The notes crept muffled through the copse, but still
Sharply recalled the things forgotten long,
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John Freeman
Her—"last Poems"

312

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

Emily Dickinson
Natural Religion

Up through the mystic deeps of sunny air
I cried to God - 'O Father, art Thou there?'
Sudden the answer, like a flute, I heard:
It was an angel, though it seemed a bird.
.....

Richard Le Gallienne
After Us

I don't know if we're in the beginning
or in the final stage.
-- Tomas Tranströmer

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Connie Wanek
The Hillman-s Lass

OVER the field where the grass is cool,
(Follow the road who must !)
With a song for the beech and the brown pool,
And the noiseless tread in the dust,
.....

Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
From 'arcades'

O'RE the smooth enameld green
   Where no print of step hath been,
   Follow me as I sing,
   And touch the warbled string.
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John Milton

John Milton
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
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
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 Faun

Within my garden's silence and seclusion,
In pensive beauty gazing toward the dawn,
There stands, mid vines and flowers in profusion,
A sculptured Faun.
.....
John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
The Happy Couple

AFTER these vernal rains

That we so warmly sought,
Dear wife, see how our plains
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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
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
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