MAJESTIC POEMS

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Marina

majestic, majic
infinite
my little girl is
sun
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Charles Bukowski
A Girl 7,449 Miles Away

At night the only thing that draws my attention is lights,
 streets', clubs', and skyscrapers'.

Because they are there,
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Yasmina Arbid

Yasmina Arbid
Religio Laici

Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars
To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers,
Is reason to the soul; and as on high,
Those rolling fires discover but the sky
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John Dryden

John Dryden
Madness

What darkens, what darkens?-'t is heaven's high roof:
What lightens?-'t is Heckla's flame, shooting aloof:
The proud, the majestic, the rugged old Thor,
The mightiest giant the North ever saw,
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George Borrow

George Borrow
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
Letter To Maria Gisborne

The spider spreads her webs, whether she be
In poet's tower, cellar, or barn, or tree;
The silk-worm in the dark green mulberry leaves
His winding sheet and cradle ever weaves;
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Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Flower And The Leaf: Or, The Lady In The Arbour.[1]

A VISION.


Now turning from the wintry signs, the sun,
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John Dryden

John Dryden
Cassandra

I

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

George Meredith
The Man With The Blue Guitar

as green.

They said, 'You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are.'
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Wallace Stevens
Worthy The Name Of Sir Knight

I

Sir Knight of the world's oldest order,
Sir Knight of the Army of God,
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
St. Peter And The Angel

Delivered out of raw continual pain,
smell of darkness, groans of those others
to whom he was chained--

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Denise Levertov
The Kings Are Passing Deathward

The Kings are passing deathward in the dark
Of days that had been splendid where they went;
Their crowns are captive and their courts are stark
Of purples that are ruinous, now, and rent.
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David Morton
To The Pious Memory Of The Accomplished Young Lady Mrs. Anne Killigrew

Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies,
Made in the last promotion of the Blest;
Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise,
In spreading branches more sublimely rise,
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John Dryden

John Dryden
Hyperion: Book Ii

Just at the self-same beat of Time's wide wings
Hyperion slid into the rustled air,
And Saturn gain'd with Thea that sad place
Where Cybele and the bruised Titans mourn'd.
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John Keats

John Keats
Prelude

What a twitter! what a tumult! what a whirr of wheeling wings!
Birds of Passage hear the message which the Equinoctial brings.

Birds of Passage hear the message and beneath the flying clouds,
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Mathilde Blind
Tannhauser

To my mother. May, 1870.


The Landgrave Hermann held a gathering
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Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
Truth

Man, on the dubious waves of error toss'd,
His ship half founder'd, and his compass lost,
Sees, far as human optics may command,
A sleeping fog, and fancies it dry land;
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William Cowper

William Cowper
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

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Columbus

(12TH OCTOBER 1492)

From his adventurous prime
He dreamed the dream sublime:
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William Watson
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
Victoria

The lark went up, the mower whet his scythe,
On golden meads kine ruminating lay,
And all the world felt young again and blithe,
Just as to-day.
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Alfred Austin
I Walked The Boulevard

i walked the boulevard

i saw a dirty child
skating on noisy wheels of joy
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E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings
Go Plant A Tree

God, what a joy it is to plant a tree,
And from the sallow earth to watch it rise,
Lifting its emerald branches to the skies
In silent adoration; and to see
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
To Meran's Northern Mountains

Breathe on my soul your everlasting calm,
Majestic mountains, passionless and cold!
Give to my spirit, drooping 'neath the palm,
The rugged strength your changeless summits hold!
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John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
Eclogue Iv

POLLIO

Muses of Sicily, essay we now
A somewhat loftier task! Not all men love
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Virgil

Virgil
Laodamia

Vows have I made by fruitless hope inspired;
Of night, my slaughtered Lord have I required:
Restore him to my sight-great Jove, restore!”

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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Mont Blanc

(Lines written in the Vale of Chamouni)

1

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Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley
London, 1802

Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Epic Of The Lion

A Lion in his jaws caught up a child--
Not harming it--and to the woodland, wild
With secret streams and lairs, bore off his prey--
The beast, as one might cull a bud in May.
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Victor Marie Hugo
Donica

High on a rock, whose castled shade
Darken'd the lake below,
In ancient strength majestic stood
The towers of Arlinkow.
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Robert Southey

Robert Southey
Pretty Halcyon Days

How pleasant to sit on the beach,
On the beach, on the sand, in the sun,
With ocean galore within reach,
And nothing at all to be done!
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Ogden Nash
On à?olus's Harp

Ethereal race, inhabitants of air,
Who hymn your god amid the secret grove;
Ye unseen beings, to my harp repair,
And raise majestic strains, or melt in love.
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James Thomson
Prince Dorus

In days of yore, as Ancient Stories tell,
A King in love with a great Princess fell.
Long at her feet submiss the Monarch sigh'd,
While she with stern repulse his suit denied.
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Charles Lamb

Charles Lamb
Tale V

THE PATRON.

A Borough-Bailiff, who to law was train'd,
A wife and sons in decent state maintain'd,
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George Crabbe

George Crabbe
The Mississippi

I.

Far in the West, where snow-capt mountains rise,
Like marble shafts beneath Heaven's stooping dome,
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Sam G. Goodrich
The Hermit

At the close of day, when the hamlet is still,
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill,
And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove.
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James Beattie
The Death Of Euclid

[”Euclid, we are told, is at last dead, after two thousand
years of an immortality that he never much
deserved.”-The Times Literary Supplement.]

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R. C. Lehmann

R. C. Lehmann
Poetry

THE POETRY OF CHAUCER

Grey with all honours of age! but fresh-featured and ruddy
As dawn when the drowsy farm-yard has thrice heard Chaunticlere.
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George Meredith

George Meredith
Hurrahing In Harvest

Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks arise
Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour
Of silk-sack clouds! has wilder, wilful-wavier
Meal-drift moulded ever and melted across skies?
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Gerard Manley Hopkins

Gerard Manley Hopkins
Sonnets

Mors Christi.

And am I here, and my Redeemer gone ?
Can he be dead, and is not my life done ?
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Francis Quarles

Francis Quarles
Advent Sunday

Now it is high time to awake out of sleep: for now is our
salvation nearer than when we believed.-Romans xiii 11.


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John Keble

John Keble
Ode To Apollo

1.
In thy western halls of gold
When thou sittest in thy state,
Bards, that erst sublimely told
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John Keats

John Keats
Supremacy

There is a drear and lonely tract of hell
From all the common gloom removed afar:
A flat, sad land it is, where shadows are,
Whose lorn estate my verse may never tell.
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Mors Leonis

When o'er the aged lion steals
The instinct of approaching death,
Whose numbing grasp he vaguely feels
In trembling limbs and labored breath,
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John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
Courage

There is a courage, a majestic thing

That springs forth from the brow of pain, full-grown,

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Lachin Y Gair

Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses!
In you let the minions of luxury rove;
Restore me to the rocks, where the snowflake reposes,
Though still they are sacred to freedom and love:
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George Gordon Byron
Elegy On Newstead Abbey

'It is the voice of years that are gone!
they roll before me with all their deeds.'~OSSIAN


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George Gordon Byron
A Choice

THE flood of utter change is loosed. A space
Is ours yet, for its coming to prepare.
Shall we build dams with cautious, clumsy care,
Or stand with idle hands and frightened face,
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Edith Nesbit

Edith Nesbit
The Poet

â??A Rhapsody


Of all the various lots around the ball,
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Mark Akenside

Mark Akenside
Theodore Roosevelt

Now with the dust that bore him he is one,
Silent, into into earth's silent maw ye laid him.
Dimmed is his light, as with the setting sun,
He folds his steps unto the God who made him.
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Joseph Seamon Cotter