JULY POEMS

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Good Morning And Good Luck

Good morning to you! Great morning to you!
Today is a new gift from up above
For we are born again each morning we wake up
So be sincerely thankful for this gift that you have
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Ma. Cristina Colima
Snake

A snake came to my water-trough
On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat,
To drink there.
In the deep, strange-scented shade of the great dark carob-tree
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D. H. Lawrence
Attack Of The Squash People

And thus the people every year
in the valley of humid July
did sacrifice themselves
to the long green phallic god
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Marge Piercy
The Day Of Days

A year is filled with glad events:
The best is Christmas day,
But every holiday presents
Its special round of play,
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Edgar Albert Guest
Months

January cold desolate;
February all dripping wet;
March wind ranges;
April changes;
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Christina Rossetti
A Boy Named Sue

Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,
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Shel Silverstein
Waring

I

What's become of Waring
Since he gave us all the slip,
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Robert Browning
Renaissance

O happy soul, forget thy self!
This that has haunted all the past,
That conjured disappointments fast,
That never could let well alone;
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Thomas Sturge Moore
I Have A White Rose To Tend (verse Xxxix)

I have a white rose to tend
In July as in January;
I give it to the true friend
Who offers his frank hand to me.
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Jose Marti
The Great Hunger

I
Clay is the word and clay is the flesh
Where the potato-gatherers like mechanised scarecrows move
Along the side-fall of the hill - Maguire and his men.
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Patrick Kavanagh
A Meditation For His Mistress

You are a tulip seen to-day,
But, dearest, of so short a stay
That where you grew scarce man can say.

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Robert Herrick
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin

A Child's Story

Hamelin Town's in Brunswick,
By famous Hanover city;
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Robert Browning
A Celebration

A middle-northern March, now as always-
gusts from the South broken against cold winds-
but from under, as if a slow hand lifted a tide,
it moves-not into April-into a second March,
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William Carlos Williams
Gone With A Handsomer Man.

JOHN:

I've worked in the field all day, a-plowin' the "stony streak;"
I've scolded my team till I'm hoarse; I've tramped till my legs are weak;
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Will Carleton
To A Lady, With A Guitar

Ariel to Miranda:-Take
This slave of music, for the sake
Of him who is the slave of thee;
And teach it all the harmony
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
July

I
Blue July, bright July,
Month of storms and gorgeous blue;
Violet lightnings o'er thy sky,
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George Meredith
Seashore

I heard or seemed to hear the chiding Sea
Say, Pilgrim, why so late and slow to come?
Am I not always here, thy summer home?
Is not my voice thy music, morn and eve?
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
London In July

What ails my senses thus to cheat?
What is it ails the place,
That all the people in the street
Should wear one woman's face?
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Amy Levy
Body Shop

When I come in, my mechanic is eating
lunch. He doesn't look over the top
of his newspaper.
I glance around, hoping that Miss July
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Ronald Koertge
Inniskeen Road: July Evening

The bicycles go by in twos and threes -
There's a dance in Billy Brennan's barn to-night,
And there's the half-talk code of mysteries
And the wink-and-elbow language of delight.
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Patrick Kavanagh
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
After The Battles Are Over

Read at Reunion of the G. A. T., Madison, Wis., July 4, 1872.

After the battles are over,
And the war drums cease to beat,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Preparation

We must not force events, but rather make
The heart soil ready for their coming, as
The earth spreads carpets for the feet of Spring,
Or, with the strengthening tonic of the frost,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
July

'Twas Jack-o'-Winter hailed it first,
But now more timid angels sing,
For what dull ear can fail to hear
Afar the fluting of the Spring?
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John Le Gay Brereton
In July

His beauty bore no token,
No sign our gladness shook;
With tender strength unbroken
The hand of Life he took:
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Henry Newbolt
Towns In Colour

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Red Slippers

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Amy Lowell
Resignation

To die be given us, or attain!
Fierce work it were, to do again.
So pilgrims, bound for Mecca, pray'd
At burning noon: so warriors said,
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Matthew Arnold
Maurine: Part 06

There was a week of bustle and of hurry;
A stately home echoed to voices sweet,
Calling, replying; and to tripping feet
Of busy bridesmaids, running to and fro,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
It Was Upon

It was upon a July evening.
At a stile I stood, looking along a path
Over the country by a second Spring
Drenched perfect green again. 'The lattermath
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Edward Thomas
S.h.

With beams December planets dart
His cold eye truth and conduct scanned,
July was in his sunny heart,
October in his liberal hand.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
My Calendar

From off my calendar today
A leaf I tear;
So swiftly passes smiling May
Without a care.
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Robert Service
Hector

He strode across the schoolroom in July,
Great Hector, clanging in his brazen mail;
And all the cringing Greeks, with faces pale,
Creaked into jabbering Ks and turned to fly.
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David Mckee Wright
At Night

The wind is singing through the trees to-night,
A deep-voiced song of rushing cadences
And crashing intervals. No summer breeze
Is this, though hot July is at its height,
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Amy Lowell
One Home

Mine was a Midwest homeâ??you can keep your world.
Plain black hats rode the thoughts that made our code.
We sang hymns in the house; the roof was near God.

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William Stafford
Sunrise In The Place De La Concorde

I stand at the break of day
In the Champs Elysees.
The tremulous shafts of dawning
As they shoot o'er the Tuileries early,
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John Hay
The Terrors Of Guilt

Yon coward, with the streaming hair,
And visage, madden'd to despair,
With step convuls'd, unsettled eye,
And bosom lab'ring with a sigh,
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Matilda Betham
An Ode In Time Of Hesitation

After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the head of the first enlisted negro regiment, the Fifty-fourth Massachusetts.


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William Vaughn Moody
Captain Craig Ii

Yet that ride had an end, as all rides have;
And the days coming after took the road
That all days take,-though never one of them
Went by but I got some good thought of it
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Edwin Arlington Robinson
Welcome To The Nations

PHILADELPHIA, JULY 4, 1876

BRIGHT on the banners of lily and rose
Lo! the last sun of our century sets!
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Oliver Wendell Holmes
The Bonfire

“Oh, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves,
As reckless as the best of them to-night,
By setting fire to all the brush we piled
With pitchy hands to wait for rain or snow.
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Robert Frost
Song. Translated From The Italian

Oh! what is the gain of restless care,
And what is ambitious treasure?
And what are the joys that the modish share,
In their sickly haunts of pleasure?
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
On A Change Of Masters At A Great Public School

WHERE are those honours, Ida! once yow own,
When Probus fill'd your magisterial throne?
As ancient Rome, fast falling to disgrace,
Hail'd a barbarian in her Cæsar's place,
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George Gordon Byron
Lines

Spoken by Miss Ada Rehan at the Lyceum Theatre, July 23, 1890, at a
performance on behalf of Lady Jeune's Holiday Fund for City Children.

BEFORE we part to alien thoughts and aims,
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Thomas Hardy
The Shepherds Calendar - July (2nd Version)

July the month of summers prime
Again resumes her busy time
Scythes tinkle in each grassy dell
Where solitude was wont to dwell
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John Clare
Prairie

I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of its women, gave me a song and a
slogan.

Here the water went down, the icebergs slid with gravel, the gaps and the valleys hissed, and the black loam came, and the
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Carl Sandburg
Silent Steps

Have you not heard his silent steps?
He comes, comes, ever comes.

Every moment and every age,
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Rabindranath Tagore
Salutation

In one salutation to thee, my God,
let all my senses spread out and touch this world at thy feet.

Like a rain-cloud of July
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Rabindranath Tagore
In July

WHY do I make no poems? Good my friend
Now is there silence through the summer woods,
In whose green depths and lawny solitudes
The light is dreaming; voicings clear ascend
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Edward Dowden
Philosophy

Ere all the world had grown so drear,
When I was young and you were here,
'Mid summer roses in summer weather,
What pleasant times we've had together!
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Amy Levy