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A Valentine Gift

Your appearance alone
Is a bona-fide Valentine gift
Were I the one lucky man
To betroth this precious date
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Michael Aete

Michael Aete
Graduating From Childhood

I realized with trepidation
that you fast growing up.
Soon you, and many of your generation
will graduate from childhood
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David Carolissen

David Carolissen
Satan Speaks (ii)

I am the Lord your God: even he that made
Material things, and all these signs arrayed
Above you and have set beneath the race
Of mankind, who forget their Father's face
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C. S. Lewis

C. S. Lewis
Here Lies The Soul, As Pure As Gold !

Here lies the soul,
As pure as gold,
Untouched by evils,
Nurtured with dilligent care;
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Kanishk Chaturvedi

Kanishk Chaturvedi
Miriam

One Sabbath day my friend and I
After the meeting, quietly
Passed from the crowded village lanes,
White with dry dust for lack of rains,
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
The Widow On Windermere Side

I

How beautiful when up a lofty height
Honour ascends among the humblest poor,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Our Souls Are Tired: Alexis Karpouzos

Our souls are tired.
No, we don't need more material comforts.
We need nature,
we need magic,
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Alexis Karpouzos

Alexis Karpouzos
Not Intrigued With Evening

What the material world values does
not shine the same in the truth of the soul.

You have been interested
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Poetry

I too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all this fiddle.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers that there is in
it after all, a place for the genuine.
Hands that can grasp, eyes
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Marianne Moore

Marianne Moore
The Three Voices

The First Voice

He trilled a carol fresh and free,
He laughed aloud for very glee:
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Lewis Carroll

Lewis Carroll
Very Like A Whale

One thing that literature would be greatly the better for
Would be a more restricted employment by the authors of simile and
metaphor.
Authors of all races, be they Greeks, Romans, Teutons or Celts,
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Ogden Nash
Oithona

Gaul, the son of Morni, attended Lathmon into his own country, after his being defeated in Morven, as related in a preceding poem. He was kindly entertained by Nuäth, the father of Lathmon, and fell in love with his daughter Oithona. The lady was no less enamored of Gaul, and a day was fixed for their marriage. In the mean time Fingal, preparing for an expedition into the country of the Britons, sent for Gaul. He obeyed, and went; but not without promising to Oithona to return, it he survived the war, by a certain day. Lathmon too was obliged to attend his father Nuäth in his wars, and Oithona was left alone at Dunlathmon, the seat of the family. Dunrommath, Lord of Uthal, supposed to be one of the Orkneys, taking advantage of the absence of her friends, came and carried off, by force, Oithona, who had formerly rejected his love, into Tromáthon, a desert island, where he concealed her in a cave.

Gaul returned on the day appointed; heard of the rape, and sailed to Tromáthon, to revenge himself on Dunrommath. When he landed, he found Oithona disconsolate, and resolved not to survive the loss of her honor. She told him the story of her misfortunes, and she scarce ended when Dunrommath with his followers appeared at the farther end of the island. Gaul prepared to attack him, recommending to Uithona to retire till the battle was over. She seemingly obeyed; but she secretly armed herself rushed into the thickest of the battle, and was mortally wounded. Gaul, pursuing the flying enemy, found her just expiring on the field; he mourned over her, raised her tomb, and returned to Morven. Thus is the story handed down by tradition; nor is it given with any material difference in the poem, which opens with Gaul's return to Dunlathmon, after the rape of Oithona.

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James Macpherson
Sonata

Neither the heart cut by a piece of glass
in a wasteland of thorns
nor the atrocious waters seen in the corners
of certain houses, waters like eyelids and eyes
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Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda
Under A Stagnant Sky

Under a stagnant sky,
Gloom out of gloom uncoiling into gloom,
The River, jaded and forlorn,
Welters and wanders wearily--wretchedly--on;
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William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
Proem.

I only knew one poet in my life.
â?? BROWNING.
I have not known a poet but myself,
If I'm indeed one, as I ought to be,
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Robert Crawford
Hymn In The Time Of War And Tumults

O Lord Almighty, Thou whose hands
Despair and victory give;
In whom, though tyrants tread their lands,
The souls of nations live;
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Henry Newbolt

Henry Newbolt
Parties: A Hymn Of Hate

I hate Parties;
They bring out the worst in me.
There is the Novelty Affair,
Given by the woman
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Dorothy Parker

Dorothy Parker
Hymn

In The Time Of War And Tumults

O Lord Almighty, Thou whose hands
Despair and victory give;
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Sir Henry Newbolt
Vignettes 26: Elegy On Edward Betham, Lost In The Duchess Of Gordon East Indiaman, Off The Cape Of G

Lovely as are the wide and sudden calms
Upon a lake, when all the waters rise,
To smooth each undulation, and present
A plain of molten silver-is the hope,
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Matilda Betham

Matilda Betham
One Need Not Be A Chamber To Be Haunted,

One need not be a chamber to be haunted,
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
In Arcady

I remember, when a child,
How within the April wild
Once I walked with Mystery
In the groves of Arcady....
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Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein
A Legend Of The Hartz

Many ages ago, near the high Hartz, there dwelt
A rude race of blood-loving giants, who felt
No joy but the fierce one which Carnage bestows,
When her foul lips are clogged with the blood of her foes.
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George W. Sands
Oglethorpe

An Ode to be read on the laying of the foundation
stone of the new Oglethorpe University,
January, 1915, at Atlanta,
Georgia
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Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein
Cadet Grey: Canto Ii

I

Where West Point crouches, and with lifted shield
Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;
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Bret Harte

Bret Harte
Lament For Thomas Davis

I walked through Ballinderry in the spring-time,
When the bud was on the tree;
And I said, in every fresh-ploughed field beholding
The sowers striding free,
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Sir Samuel Ferguson

Sir Samuel Ferguson
Largo E Mesto

Out of the poisonous East,
Over a continent of blight,
Like a maleficent Influence released
From the most squalid cellarage of hell,
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William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
Shadow.'a Parable

Yea! though I walk through the valley of the
Shadow.

‘Psalm of David'.
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Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
The Seer

WOULD I could waken numbers, brighter, sweeter,
Than is the lark's song in the cloud above,
Then would I tell you in befitting metre,
How much the Seer is worthy of your love.
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Joseph Skipsey
Satyr

Were I (who to my cost already am
One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man)
A Spirit free, to choose for my own share,
What Case of Flesh, and Blood, I pleas'd to weare,
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John Wilmot

John Wilmot
Oxford

It is well that there are palaces of peace
And discipline and dreaming and desire,
Lest we forget our heritage and cease
The Spirit's work-to hunger and aspire:
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C. S. Lewis

C. S. Lewis
Hymn Of Breaking Strain

The careful text-books measure
(Let all who build beware!)
The load, the shock, the pressure
Material can bear.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
An Appeal To End Appeals

Sir, - I try to do my duty as a patriotic man
With sane views about the science of gastronomy;
And I'd ask the promulgators of each food consuming plan
To consider man's interior economy.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
O Living Always--always Dying

O LIVING always--always dying!
O the burials of me, past and present!
O me, while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious as ever!
O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not--I am content;)
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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
Satyr

Were I (who to my cost already am
One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man)
A Spirit free, to choose for my own share,
What Case of Flesh, and Blood, I pleas'd to weare,
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Lord John Wilmot
Sisyphus

Midway his upward unavailing course
Sate Sisyphus, his back against his load,
Halting a moment from that task of doom.
Adown his swollen cheeks ran streams of sweat
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Alfred Austin
Thistledown

She danced thro' life as light as thistledown,
The grace of Columbine, charm of Pierette,
These, and that blithesome quality of thistledown,
With memory of her linger by us yet.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Egotism

YE powers fantastic ! goblin, sylph and fay,
Whose subtle forms no laws material sway ;
Ethereal essences, that dart and glide
Wherever pleasure or caprice may guide ;
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Jane Taylor
A Song Of Joys

O to make the most jubilant song!
Full of music-full of manhood, womanhood, infancy!
Full of common employments-full of grain and trees.

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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
Sacred And Profane Love

In the dark shadow of the windless pines
Whose gloomy glory lines the obsequies
Of the gaunt Claudian Aqueduct along
The lone Campagna to sepulchral Rome,
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Alfred Austin
Dungeon Grates

So piteously the lonely soul of man
Shudders before this universal plan,
So grievous is the burden and the pain,
So heavy weighs the long, material chain
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Clive Staples Lewis
Shakespeare

Standing alone, a study in itself,
How Shakespeareâ??s volume glorifies my shelf!
For thence his spirit forth on mine has shined,
Like a great morning on the hills of mind.
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Charles Harpur
As Old George Said

Said old George Jones: 'All in a hundred years.
'Tis little time enough, and well may make
This youthful country proud among its peers
Of progress wooed and won for progress sake.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Microcosmos

I am that fantasy which race has wrought
Of mundane chance-material. I am time
Paeaned by the senses five like bells that chime.

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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
Pathos Of Love

O Pathos of Love! You are a glossy pearl
Beware, you should not appear among strangers

The theatre of your display is concealed under the veil
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Allama Muhammad Iqbal
The Four Seasons : Summer

From brightening fields of ether fair disclosed,
Child of the Sun, refulgent Summer comes,
In pride of youth, and felt through Nature's depth:
He comes attended by the sultry Hours,
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James Thomson
A Pair

THERE was a youth--but woe is me :
I quite forgot his name, and he,
Without some label round his neck,
Is like one pea among a peck.
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Jane Taylor
Men And Women

1. IN THE BACKS.

As I was strolling lonely in the Backs,
I met a woman whom I did not like.
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James Kenneth Stephen
Description Of Love

A true lover is proved such by his pain of heart;
No sickness is there like sickness of heart.
The lover's ailment is different from all ailments;
Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
London Voluntaries Iv: Out Of The Poisonous East

Out of the poisonous East,
Over a continent of blight,
Like a maleficent Influence released
From the most squalid cellerage of hell,
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William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
The Painter Dreaming In The Scholar-s House

<i>in memory of the painters Paul Klee
and Paul Terence Feeley</i>

I
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Howard Nemerov