FOUNTAIN POEMS

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Love

Love is not a wine
It's a fountain of joy
If your love story gives you headaches
It's not a true love but attachment
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Océane Malongo

Océane Malongo
My Pen

My Pen
It keeps me busy in my bookish cage
Gliding and sliding on the open page
It rest so quiet but not dumb
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Abdullahi Lawal

Abdullahi Lawal
Sweet Nature

Nature sweet nature,
It is heaven's premier treasure.

The Sun that energize all,
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Dr. Nitesh A

Dr. Nitesh A
The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell

THE ARGUMENT

RINTRAH roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
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William Blake

William Blake
The Sonnets Cliii - Cupid Laid By His Brand And Fell Asleep

Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep:
A maid of Dian's this advantage found,
And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep
In a cold valley-fountain of that ground;
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Alone

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were-I have not seen
As others saw-I could not bring
My passions from a common spring-
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Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
Ode 1373

I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of love came into me,
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
The Mountain

The mountain held the town as in a shadow
I saw so much before I slept there once:
I noticed that I missed stars in the west,
Where its black body cut into the sky.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Assumpta Maria

Mortals, that behold a Woman,
Rising 'twixt the Moon and Sun;
Who am I the heavens assume? an
All am I, and I am one.
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Francis Thompson

Francis Thompson
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats

John Keats
The Tower

It was deep night, and over Jerusalem's low roofs
The moon floated, drifting through high vaporous woofs.
The moonlight crept and glistened silent, solemn, sweet,
Over dome and column, up empty, endless street;
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Robert Nichols
Rain

Moist and humid clouds,
Move over the vale and,
Higher it climbs,
Condense to form water,
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Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
Two Races (brazilian Verses)

I seek not what his soul desires.
He dreads not what my spirit fears.
Our Heavens have shown us separate fires.
Our dooms have dealt us differing years.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Cassandra

I

Captive on a foreign shore,
Far from Ilion's hoary wave,
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George Meredith

George Meredith
A Lair At Noon.

The hawthorn gently stopt the sun, beneath,
The ash above its quiv'ring shadows spread,
And downy bents, that to the air did wreathe,
Bow'd 'neath my pressure in an easy bed;
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John Clare

John Clare
Love

I.

Thou, from the first, unborn, undying Love,
Albeit we gaze not on thy glories near,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Song From The Spanish Of Iglesias

Alexis calls me cruel;
The rifted crags that hold
The gathered ice of winter,
He says, are not more cold.
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William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant
The Odyssey: Book 09

And Ulysses answered, “King Alcinous, it is a good thing to hear a
bard with such a divine voice as this man has. There is nothing better
or more delightful than when a whole people make merry together,
with the guests sitting orderly to listen, while the table is loaded
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Homer
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 Workingman

God bless the brawny arms of toil,
The noble hearts and royal hands,
That plow the plain and seed the soil,
And grow the grains of laughing lands!
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Freeman E. Miller
Her Last Words, At Parting.

Her last words, at parting, how can I forget?
Deep treasured thro' life, in my heart they shall stay;
Like music, whose charm in the soul lingers yet,
When its sounds from the ear have long melted away.
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Adonais

I weep for Adonais-he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears
Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years
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Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley
Afar In The Desert

Afar in the Desert I love to ride,
With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side:
When the sorrows of life the soul o'ercast,
And, sick of the Present, I cling to the Past;
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Thomas Pringle
Undine

Spirit of Como, whose rhythmical call
Murmurs caressingly under my wall,
Why are thy feet, though the hour be late,
Mounting the moon-silvered steps of my gate?
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John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
Sonnet V

All were too little for the merchant's hand,
And yet my bravery bigger than his book;
But when this hot account was coldly scanned,
I thought high time about me for to look.
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George Gascoigne

George Gascoigne
The Girl I Admire

How shall I compare thee
thy beauty is luxury
is an angel out of duty?
or thy god has forsaken thee
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Mr. Philos

Mr. Philos
A Dedication

They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less
Of sound than of words,
In lands where bright blossoms are scentless,
And songless bright birds;
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
The Learning Tree

a long caste fountain
into the background sky
singular in stature
in winds breeze wave
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
Flowers'well'if Anybody

137

Flowers-Well-if anybody
Can the ecstasy define-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Villa Serbelloni, Bellaggio

The fountain shivers lightly in the rain,
The laurels drip, the fading roses fall,
The marble satyr plays a mournful strain
That leaves the rainy fragrance musical.
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Sara Teasdale
Jean

Of a' the airts the wind can blaw,
I dearly like the west,
For there the bonnie lassie lives,
The lassie I lo'e best:
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
Pictures From Theocritus

FROM IDYL I.

Goat-herd, how sweet above the lucid spring
The high pines wave with breezy murmuring!
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William Lisle Bowles
Ts'ai Chi'h

The petals fall in the fountain,
the orange-coloured rose-leaves,
Their ochre clings to the stone.

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Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound
Dream-love

Young Love lies sleeping
In May-time of the year,
Among the lilies,
Lapped in the tender light:
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
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
Your Life Is A Fountain Of Dreams

Life is a journey that all we take,
We should fearless do every day forward a step,
Could be a fail, or could be not,
We should let life to flow.
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Cristina Teodor

Cristina Teodor
And They Are Dumb

I have been across the bridges of the years.
Wet with tears
Were the ties on which I trod, going back
Down the track
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
IචPæan

o'er all and thro' all we shall hie,
With the cry 'Iö Pæan! and Echo, the strain,
From her cave 'Iö Pæan!' enraptured shall cry.

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Joseph Skipsey
Ode: Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood

The child is father of the man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
(Wordsworth, “My Heart Leaps Up”)
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Sparrow's Nest

BEHOLD, within the leafy shade,
Those bright blue eggs together laid!
On me the chance-discovered sight
Gleamed like a vision of delight.
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Odyssey: Book 20

Ulysses slept in the cloister upon an undressed bullock's hide, on
the top of which he threw several skins of the sheep the suitors had
eaten, and Eurynome threw a cloak over him after he had laid himself
down. There, then, Ulysses lay wakefully brooding upon the way in
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Homer
The Odyssey: Book 17

When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared,
Telemachus bound on his sandals and took a strong spear that suited
his hands, for he wanted to go into the city. “Old friend,” said he to
the swineherd, “I will now go to the town and show myself to my
.....

Homer
A Complaint

There is a change-and I am poor;
Your love hath been, nor long ago,
A fountain at my fond heart's door,
Whose only business was to flow;
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Christmas Eve

I

Out of the little chapel I burst
Into the fresh night-air again.
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
For My Poems, Written So Early

For my poems, written so early
That I didn't even know I was a poet,
Hurled like drops from a fountain,
Like sparks from rockets,
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Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
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
The Loadstone

Eternal God! O Thou that only art
The sacred fountain of eternal light,
And blessed loadstone of my better part,
O Thou my heart's desire, my soul's delight!
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Francis Quarles

Francis Quarles
The Oracles

'Tis mute, the word they went to hear on high Dodona mountain
When winds were in the oakenshaws and all the cauldrons tolled,
And mute's the midland navel-stone beside the singing fountain,
And echoes list to silence now where gods told lies of old.
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Alfred Edward Housman
The Fountain

Oh in the deep blue night
The fountain sang alone;
It sang to the drowsy heart
Of a satyr carved in stone.
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Sara Teasdale
An Alphabet

A is the Alphabet, A at its head;
A is an Antelope, agile to run.
B is the Baker Boy bringing the bread,
Or black Bear and brown Bear, both begging for bun.
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti