INTUITION POEMS
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Only Words... My Son
Yield to love; both a proper self-love
and a sincere love for others.
One that will do no harm to you or your neighbor,
both here and for eternity.
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David Carolissen
To Lady Bedingfeld
To whom,-as Fancy, taking longer flight,
With folded arms upon her heart's high swell,
Floating the while in circles of delight,
And whispering to her wings a sweeter spell
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Matilda Betham
P. A. Munch
Many forms belong to greatness.
He who now has left us bore it
As a doubt that made him sleepless,
But at last gave revelation,-
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Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
Lines
ON THE CELEBRATED PICTURE BY LEONARDO DA VINCI, CALLED THE VIRGIN OF THE ROCKS
While young John runs to greet
The greater Infant's feet,
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Charles Lamb
Eureka - A Prose Poem (an Essay On The Material And Spiritual Universe)
It is with humility really unassumed, it is with a sentiment even of awe, that I pen the opening sentence of this work: for of all conceivable subjects I approach the reader with the most solemn, the most comprehensive, the most difficult, the most august.
What terms shall I find sufficiently simple in their sublimity -- sufficiently sublime in their simplicity, for the mere enunciation of my theme?
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Edgar Allan Poe
The Village Atheist
Ye young debaters over the doctrine
Of the soul's immortality,
I who lie here was the village atheist,
Talkative, contentious, versed in the arguments
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Edgar Lee Masters
Home-woe
The wreckage of some name-forgotten barque,
Half-buried by the dolorous shore;
Whereto the living waters never more
Their urgent billows pour;
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Sydney Wheeler Jephcott
Linnet-like.
The joy of God gets into us, and we
Hum with the intuition of His power;
Even as a linnet, like a thing inspired,
Throats his love-lyrics in the dewy leaves.
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Robert Crawford
Robert Burns Wilson
What intuition named thee?--Through what thrill
Of the awed soul came the command divine
Into the mother-heart, foretelling thine
Should palpitate with his whose raptures will
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James Whitcomb Riley
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees
The soft blue starlight through the one small window,
The moon above black trees, and clouds, and Venus,-
And turns to write . . . The clock, behind ticks softly.
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Conrad Aiken
Grandeur
Dedicated to the mountains of the San Juan district,
Colorado, as seen from the summit of Mt. Wilson.
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Alfred Castner King
To F.w.f.
Farrar, when oâ??er Goodwinâ??s page
Late I found thee poring,
From the hydrostatic Sage
Leaky Memory storing,
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James Clerk Maxwell
Expositor Veritatis
I Slept, and, waking in the years to be,
Heard voices, and approaching whence they came,
Listened indifferently where a key
Had lately been removed. An ancient dame
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Ambrose Bierce
The Hueless Love
Unto that love must we through fire attain,
Which those two held as breath of common air;
The hands of whom were given in bond elsewhere;
Whom Honour was untroubled to restrain.
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George Meredith
Heroic Stanzas
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His
Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver,
Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc.
Written After the Celebration of his Funeral
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John Dryden
William Bede Dalley
That love of letters which is as the light
Of deathless verse, intense, ineffable,
Hath made this scholarâ??s nature like the white,
Pure Roman soul of whom the poets tell.
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Henry Kendall
Poetic Justice
These rumbling voices are getting hard to contain,
Footsteps in my back are closer day by day,
The mind is fixated on constant memories of vain,
"I wish," are the only two words it'd say.
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Ally Fred
Man Of My Dreams
His appearance was as though
I had seen sunset once in my lifetime.
his confidence made him insanely attractive.
he has a gentle expression in his voice.
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Zakiya Sakyna
The Strange House
"I hear the piano playing
Just as a ghost might play."
" O, but what are you saying?
There's no piano to-day;
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Thomas Hardy
The Needless Alarm. A Tale
There is a field, through which I often pass,
Thick overspread with moss and silky grass,
Adjoining close to Kilwick's echoing wood,
Where oft the bitch-fox hides her hapless brood,
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William Cowper
The Revisitation
As I lay awake at night-time
In an ancient country barrack known to ancient cannoneers,
And recalled the hopes that heralded each seeming brave and bright time
Of my primal purple years,
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Thomas Hardy