LYRIC POEMS

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Your Poem

My poem may be yours indeed
In melody and tone,
If in its rhythm you can read
A music of your own;
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
Lyric For Legacies.

Gold I've none, for use or show,
Neither silver to bestow
At my death; but this much know;
That each lyric here shall be
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Robert Herrick
Why Do Birds Sing?

Let poets piece prismatic words,
Give me the jewelled joy of birds!

What ecstasy moves them to sing?
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Lyric Day

I deem that there are lyric days
So ripe with radiance and cheer,
So rich with gratitude and praise
That they enrapture all the year.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
September Midnight

Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer,
Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing,
Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects,
Ceaseless, insistent.
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Sara Teasdale
An Ode On The Popular Superstitions Of The Highlands Of Scotland, Considered As The Subject Of Poetr

Home, thou return'st from Thames, whose naiads long
Have seen thee ling'ring with a fond delay
'Mid those soft friends, whose hearts, some future day,
Shall melt, perhaps, to hear thy tragic song.
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William Collins
To Erinna

Was Time not harsh to you, or was he kind,
O pale Erinna of the perfect lyre,
That he has left no word of singing fire
Whereby you waked the dreaming Lesbian wind,
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Sara Teasdale
A Golden Lad

“Golden lads and lasses must
Like chimney-sweepers come to dust.”
-SHAKESPEARE.

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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
Karlene.

Word of a little one born in the West,--
How like a sea-bird it comes from the sea,
Out of the league-weary waters' unrest
Blown with white wings, for a token, to me!
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Bliss Carman (william)
A Song For Kilts

How grand the human race would be
If every man would wear a kilt,
A flirt of Tartan finery,
Instead of trousers, custom built!
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Sonnet 03

Why should you be astonished that my heart,
Plunged for so long in darkness and in dearth,
Should be revived by you, and stir and start
As by warm April now, reviving Earth?
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Alan Seeger

Alan Seeger
Allouette

Singing larks I saw for sale-
(Ah! the pain of it)
Plucked and ready to impale
On a roasting spit;
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Lilith

Strange is the song, and the soul that is singing
Falters because of the vision it sees;
Voice that is not of the living is ringing
Down in the depths where the darkness is clinging,
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Henry Kendall
Cleon

"As certain also of your own poets have said"--
(Acts 17.28)
Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles,
Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
My Garden

The world is sadly sick, they say,
And plagued by woe and pain.
But look! How looms my garden gay,
With blooms in golden reign!
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Robert Service

Robert Service
An Hymn To The Muses

Honour to you who sit
Near to the well of wit,
And drink your fill of it!

.....

Robert Herrick
Chant Of The Changing Hours

The Hours passed by, a fleet, confused crowd;
With wafture of blown garments bright as fire,
Light, light of foot and laughing, morning-browed,
And where they trod the jonquil and the briar
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
My Will

I've made my Will. I don't believe
In luxury and wealth;
And to those loving ones who grieve
My age and frailing health
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Robert William Service
Rose And Redbird - A Faerytale

I had the strangest dream last night:
I dreamed the poppies, red and white,
That over-run the flower-bed,
Changed to wee women, white and red,
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Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein
An Ode For Ben Jonson

Ah Ben!
Say how or when
Shall we, thy guests,
Meet at those lyric feasts,
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Robert Herrick
My Will

I've made my Will. I don't believe
In luxury and wealth;
And to those loving ones who grieve
My age and frailing health
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
Indian Summer

Lyric night of the lingering Indian summer,
Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing,
Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects,
Ceaseless, insistent.
.....

Sara Teasdale
Kidnap Poem

Ever been kidnapped
by a poet
if i were a poet
i'd kidnap you
.....

Nikki Giovanni
At Burgos

Miraculous silver-work in stone
Against the blue miraculous skies,
The belfry towers and turrets rise
Out of the arches that enthrone
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Arthur Symons
Wealth

(For Aline)


From what old ballad, or from what rich frame
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Joyce Kilmer

Joyce Kilmer
To Rupert Brooke

Though we, a happy few,
Indubitably knew
That from the purple came
This poet of pure flame,
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Eden Phillpotts

Eden Phillpotts
The Sage And The Woman

‘Twixt ancient Beersheba and Dan
Another such a caravan
Dazed Palestine had never seen
As that which bore Sabea's queen
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
In New Orleans

'Twas in the Crescent City not long ago befell
The tear-compelling incident I now propose to tell;
So come, my sweet collector friends, and listen while I sing
Unto your delectation this brief, pathetic thing-
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Eugene Field

Eugene Field
Facility

So easy 'tis to make a rhyme,
That did the world but know it,
Your coachman might Parnassus climb,
Your butler be a poet.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Alla Dogana

Night, and the silence of the night,
In Venice; far away, a song;
As if the lyric water made
Itself a serenade;
.....

Arthur Symons
The Poet

รข??A Rhapsody


Of all the various lots around the ball,
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Mark Akenside

Mark Akenside
Daphne

Musing on the fate of Daphne,
Many feelings urged my breast,
For the God so keen desiring,
And the Nymph so deep distrest.
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George Meredith

George Meredith
On Landor's 'hellenics'

Come hither, who grow cloyed to surfeiting
With lyric draughts o'ersweet, from rills that rise
On Hybla not Parnassus mountain: come
With beakers rinsed of the dulcifluous wave
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William Watson
Unrest

A fierce unrest seethes at the core
Of all existing things:
It was the eager wish to soar
That gave the gods their wings.
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
Epilogue

Between the wave-ridge and the strand
I let you forth in sight of land,
Songs that with storm-crossed wings and eyes
Strain eastward till the darkness dies;
.....
Algernon Charles Swinburne

Algernon Charles Swinburne
Horace I, 31.

As forth he pours the new made wine,
What blessing asks the lyric poet--
What boon implores in this fair shrine
Of one full likely to bestow it?
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Eugene Field

Eugene Field
Pantheist

Lolling on a bank of thyme
Drunk with Spring I made this rhyme. . . .

Though peoples perish in defeat,
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Later Alexandrian

An inspiration caught from dubious hues
Filled him, and mystic wrynesses he chased;
For they lead farther than the single-faced,
Wave subtler promise when desire pursues.
.....
George Meredith

George Meredith
Compensation

I plucked a rose from out a bower fair,
That overhung my garden seat;
And wondered I if, e'er before, bloomed there
A rose so sweet.
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Joseph Seamon Cotter
Venice

IN domes of dim and ancient gold,
In cloisters, where the lightning plays,
Where gleam the gorgeous saints of old
In aisles of jade and chrysoprase,
.....

Herbert Asquith
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait

Well, as you say, we live for small horizons:
We move in crowds, we flow and talk together,
Seeing so many eyes and hands and faces,
So many mouths, and all with secret meanings,—
.....

Conrad Potter Aiken
Evening On Lake Como

Beside my garden's ivied wall,
Enwreathed in vines of gold and green,
I stand, as evening shadows fall,
And marvel at the matchless scene,
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John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
To George Sterling: A Valediction

I

Farewell, a late farewell! Tearless and unforgetting,
Alone, aloof, I twine
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Clark Ashton Smith
Boo To Buddha

So it is eighteen years,
Helena, since we met!
A season so endears,
Nor you nor I forget
.....
Aleister Crowley

Aleister Crowley
Prologue To Arden Of Feversham

Love dark as death and fierce as fire on wing
Sustains in sin the soul that feels it cling
Like flame whose tongues are serpents: hope and fear
Die when a love more dire than hate draws near,
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Algernon Charles Swinburne

Algernon Charles Swinburne
Lyric Of Love To Leah

Come, my darling, let us dance
To the moon that beckons us
To dissolve our love in trance
Heedless of the hideous
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Aleister Crowley

Aleister Crowley
Written In Australia

THE WIDE sun stares without a cloud:
Whipped by his glances truculent
The earth lies quivering and cowed.
My heart is hot with discontent:
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Arthur Henry Adams
The Joys Of The Road

Now the joys of the road are chiefly these:
A crimson touch on the hard-wood trees;

A vagrant's morning wide and blue,
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Bliss Carman And Richard Hovey

Bliss Carman And Richard Hovey
Longevity

I watched one day a parrot grey - 'twas in a barber shop.
"Cuckold!" he cried, until I sighed: "You feathered devil, stop!"
Then balefully he looked at me, and slid along his perch,
With sneering eye that seemed to pry me very soul to search.
.....

Robert William Service
Bayswater.w.

About me leagues of houses lie,
Above me, grim and straight and high,
They climb; the terraces lean up
Like long grey reefs against the sky.
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Arthur Henry Adams