MATURITY 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
The Splendid Ship
O soft enchantress, let me tell the truth
Of all the beauties decking out your youth!
I'll paint the charms for you to see
Of childhood married with maturity.
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Charles Baudelaire
Autumn
They brought me a quilled, yellow dahlia,
Opulent, flaunting.
Round gold
Flung out of a pale green stalk.
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Amy Lowell
Memorial
Your body was a sacred cell always,
A jewel that grew dull in garish light,
An opal which beneath my wondering gaze
Gleamed rarely, softly throbbing in the night.
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Claude Mckay
To An Oak At Newstead
Young Oak! when I planted thee deep in the ground,
I hoped that thy days would be longer than mine;
That thy dark‑waving branches would flourish around,
And ivy thy trunk with its mantle entwine.
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George Gordon Byron
Song Of The Guitar.
In the tenth year of Yuanhe I was banished and demoted to be assistant official in Jiujiang. In the summer of the next year I was seeing a friend leave Penpu and heard in the midnight from a neighbouring boat a guitar played in the manner of the capital. Upon inquiry, I found that the player had formerly been a dancing-girl there and in her maturity had been married to a merchant. I invited her to my boat to have her play for us. She told me her story, heyday and then unhappiness. Since my departure from the capital I had not felt sad; but that night, after I left her, I began to realize my banishment. And I wrote this long poem -- six hundred and twelve characters.
I was bidding a guest farewell, at night on the Xunyang River,
Where maple-leaves and full-grown rushes rustled in the autumn.
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Bai Juyi
To An Oak At Newstead
Young Oak! when I planted thee deep in the ground,
I hoped that thy days would be longer than mine;
That thy dark-waving branches would flourish around,
And ivy thy trunk with its mantle entwine.
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George Gordon Lord Byron
Love's Blindness
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I
Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth,
No life, no light, no hopefulness, no mirth,
Pleasure nor purpose, when thou art not nigh.
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Alfred Austin
Sonnet Lx
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
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William Shakespeare
Discouragement
“Forward, comrades, ever forward”!
Shout the leaders in the fight;
“Scale the ramparts! Plant the standard
On the citadel of light!
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John L. Stoddard
The Spirit Song
Chastened by grief, Ben Horad holier grew,
And, uncomplaining, toiled from day to day.
His sad, sweet smile his loving flock well knew,
His kindly voice their sorrows charmed away;
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Arthur Weir
Be Kind When You Can
Be kind when you can, though the kindness be little,
'Tis small letters make up philosophers' scrolls;
The crystal of Happiness, vivid and brittle,
Can seldom be cut into very large bowls.
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Eliza Cook
Roscoe - Prose
In the service of mankind to be
A guardian god below; still to employ
The mind's brave ardor in heroic aims,
Such as may raise us o'er the grovelling herd,
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Washington Irving
Ch 01 Manner Of Kings Story 16
One of my friends complained of the unpropitious times, telling me that he had a slender income, a large family, without strength to bear the load of poverty and had often entertained the idea to emigrate to another country so that no matter how he made a living no one might become aware of his good or ill luck.
Many a man slept hungry and no one knew who he was.
Many a man was at the point of death and no one wept for him.
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Saadi Shirazi
The Little Bell
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind!
His promises are naught, too oft we find;
I vowed (I hope in tolerable verse,)
Again no idle story to rehearse.
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Jean De La Fontaine
A Poet-s Eightieth Birthday
``He dieth young whom the Gods love,'' was said
By Greek Menander; nor alone by One
Who gave to Greece his English song and sword
Re-echoed is the saying, but likewise he
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Alfred Austin
Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 02 - Rainy Season
"Oh, dear, now the kingly monsoon is onset with its clouds containing raindrops, as its ruttish elephants in its convoy, and with skyey flashes of lighting as its pennants and buntings, and with the thunders of thunderbolts as its percussive drumbeats, thus this rainy season has come to pass, radiately shining forth like a king, for the delight of voluptuous people...
"By far, the vault of heaven is overly impregnated with massive clouds, that are similar to the gleam of blackish petals of black-costuses... somewhere they are similar to the glitter of the heaps of well-kneaded blackish mascara... and elsewhere they glisten like the blackened nipples of bosoms of pregnant women, ready to rain the elixir of life on the lips of her offspring, when that offspring is actualised...
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Kalidasa
Mirza Ghalib
Through you the secret was revealed to the human intellect
That innumerable enigmas are solved by human intellect
You were the complete soul, literary assembly was your body
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Allama Muhammad Iqbal
August
Clad on with glowing beauty and the peace,
Benign, of calm maturity, she stands
Among her meadows and her orchard-lands,
And on her mellowing gardens and her trees,
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Madison Julius Cawein
Alma Bell To The Coroner
What my name is, or where I live, or if
I am that Alma Bell whose name is broached
With Elenor Murray's who shall know from this?
My hand-writing I hide in type, I send
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Edgar Lee Masters
Crated
Dwelling in the puddle of anxiety,
We're still groping for maturity,
Startled to see ourselves confined and caged,
By our own thoughts which are stained!
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Subha Laxmi Moharana
Who Says?
That We're living no friends?,
That friendship is necessary evils?,
And thet we no longer happy having friends?.
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Daudi Mwanambuu
Type Of Woman I Want
The Type of woman i want in my life
I want a woman, who can change everything about Me. I want a woman, who will be a so hygienic as Mummy. A woman who can cook different kinds of food, not only indomie. A woman who will never complain and never allow me complain about anything, the one who will mother my daughter who'll be called Fatima.. That's the name of my biological mother, the one i respect and will always cherish forever.
Same goes to the type of woman i want in my life. I want a woman who will respect me and all my friends. The one who will tolerate all my nonsense, correct all my mistakes, and never say it's over between us or call quits. The one that's so simple, caring, talkative and hospitable. One that's fully grown and shows maturity. One who reminds me of my schedules and gives me hope when life is low. One that will always want my happiness like my mother.
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Aminu Musa