MELODY POEMS
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Joyful Heart
Oh joyful heart!
On the highest wing, you soar,
Building your nest in the
heart of men
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Steve Anc
Oh joyful heart!
On the highest wing, you soar,
Building your nest in the
heart of men
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Steve Anc
At Half Past Three, A Single Bird
1084
At Half past Three, a single Bird
Unto a silent Sky
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Emily Dickinson
1084
At Half past Three, a single Bird
Unto a silent Sky
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Emily Dickinson
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
My poem may be yours indeed
In melody and tone,
If in its rhythm you can read
A music of your own;
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Robert Service
Missing You
I miss the distant sounds of crickets,
The melody formed by hummingbirds.
Nature's whispers, such calming voices,
The water dripping towards my eardrums
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Az Mo
I miss the distant sounds of crickets,
The melody formed by hummingbirds.
Nature's whispers, such calming voices,
The water dripping towards my eardrums
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Az Mo
Morning
We stood among the boats and nets;
We saw the swift clouds fall,
We watched the schooners scamper in
Before the sudden squall;-
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Don Marquis
We stood among the boats and nets;
We saw the swift clouds fall,
We watched the schooners scamper in
Before the sudden squall;-
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Don Marquis
Beautiful River
And he showed me a pure River of Water of Life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the Throne of God and of the Lamb." -- Rev. xxii. 1
Shall we gather at the river
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Robert Wadsworth Lowry
And he showed me a pure River of Water of Life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the Throne of God and of the Lamb." -- Rev. xxii. 1
Shall we gather at the river
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Robert Wadsworth Lowry
Sabbath Bells
Oh holy Sabbath bells,
Ye have a pleasant voice!
Through all the land your music swells,
And man with one commandment tells
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George Macdonald
Oh holy Sabbath bells,
Ye have a pleasant voice!
Through all the land your music swells,
And man with one commandment tells
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George Macdonald
A Rainy Day
Oh, what a blessed interval
A rainy day may be!
No lightning flash nor tempest roar,
But one incessant, steady pour
.....
Hattie Howard
Oh, what a blessed interval
A rainy day may be!
No lightning flash nor tempest roar,
But one incessant, steady pour
.....
Hattie Howard
Pleasure
A Short Poem or Else Not Say I
True pleasure breathes not city air,
Nor in Art's temples dwells,
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Charlotte Brontë
A Short Poem or Else Not Say I
True pleasure breathes not city air,
Nor in Art's temples dwells,
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Charlotte Brontë
Meaning Of Poem
The feelings of my heart,
The way of expressing,
Are poetry
In the area of snuffery,
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Murari Lal
The feelings of my heart,
The way of expressing,
Are poetry
In the area of snuffery,
.....
Murari Lal
Come And Kiss Me Sweet And Twenty
Apple blossoms falling o'er thee,
And the month is May,
Laden bows bend low before thee,
With their gentle sway;
.....
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Apple blossoms falling o'er thee,
And the month is May,
Laden bows bend low before thee,
With their gentle sway;
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Paul Laurence Dunbar
Beautiful Dreamer Serenade
1 Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
2 Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
3 Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
4 Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!
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Stephen C. Foster
1 Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
2 Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
3 Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
4 Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!
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Stephen C. Foster
Mazelli: Canto Iii
I.
With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,
Wide waves the morn her golden wing;
.....
George W. Sands
I.
With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,
Wide waves the morn her golden wing;
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George W. Sands
The Lark
From wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn,
The guns have brayed without abate;
And now the sick sun looks upon
The bleared, blood-boltered fields of hate
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Robert Service
From wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn,
The guns have brayed without abate;
And now the sick sun looks upon
The bleared, blood-boltered fields of hate
.....
Robert Service
The Poplar Field
The poplars are felled, farewell to the shade
And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade:
The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves,
Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives.
.....
William Cowper
The poplars are felled, farewell to the shade
And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade:
The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves,
Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives.
.....
William Cowper
June
nd her sultry bloom
Insects as small as dust are never done
Wi' glittering dance and reeling in the sun
And green wood fly and blossom haunting bee
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John Clare
nd her sultry bloom
Insects as small as dust are never done
Wi' glittering dance and reeling in the sun
And green wood fly and blossom haunting bee
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John Clare
The Lake - Early Version
In youth's spring, it was my lot
To haunt of the wide earth a spot
The which I could not love the less;
So lovely was the loneliness
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Edgar Allan Poe
In youth's spring, it was my lot
To haunt of the wide earth a spot
The which I could not love the less;
So lovely was the loneliness
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Edgar Allan Poe
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
A VISION.
Now turning from the wintry signs, the sun,
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John Dryden
I Would Not Paint'a Picture
505
I would not paint-a picture-
I'd rather be the One
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Emily Dickinson
505
I would not paint-a picture-
I'd rather be the One
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Emily Dickinson
The Nightingale's Nest
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove,
And list the nightingale-she dwells just here.
Hush! let the wood-gate softly clap, for fear
The noise might drive her from her home of love;
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John Clare
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove,
And list the nightingale-she dwells just here.
Hush! let the wood-gate softly clap, for fear
The noise might drive her from her home of love;
.....
John Clare
Summer Images
Now swarthy Summer, by rude health embrowned,
Precedence takes of rosy fingered Spring;
And laughing Joy, with wild flowers prank'd, and crown'd,
A wild and giddy thing,
.....
John Clare
Now swarthy Summer, by rude health embrowned,
Precedence takes of rosy fingered Spring;
And laughing Joy, with wild flowers prank'd, and crown'd,
A wild and giddy thing,
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John Clare
Artist's Life
Of all the waltzes the great Strauss wrote,
Mad with melody, rhythm-rife
From the very first to the final note.
Give me his “Artist's Life!”
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Of all the waltzes the great Strauss wrote,
Mad with melody, rhythm-rife
From the very first to the final note.
Give me his “Artist's Life!”
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
To A Lady Who Had Been Singing
The spirit-harp within the breast
A spirit's touch alone can know,-
Yet thine the power to wake its rest,
And bid its echoing numbers flow.
.....
Sam G. Goodrich
The spirit-harp within the breast
A spirit's touch alone can know,-
Yet thine the power to wake its rest,
And bid its echoing numbers flow.
.....
Sam G. Goodrich
A Separation's Ease-parchment
Longings I bear for ought I have,
Wilfully the path of today walked upon,
Fears I had were unclothed of me,
Standing vulnerable & naked viz a newborn.
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The Thought Magician
Longings I bear for ought I have,
Wilfully the path of today walked upon,
Fears I had were unclothed of me,
Standing vulnerable & naked viz a newborn.
.....
The Thought Magician
Unjust
Tell me what is there
let me tell you what i feel
cloudy and Sunny pain's
full with unbeaten truth
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Afe Tosin Shola
Tell me what is there
let me tell you what i feel
cloudy and Sunny pain's
full with unbeaten truth
.....
Afe Tosin Shola
Endymion: Book Iii
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men
With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen
Their baaing vanities, to browse away
The comfortable green and juicy hay
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John Keats
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men
With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen
Their baaing vanities, to browse away
The comfortable green and juicy hay
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John Keats
Endymion: Book Iv
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse!
O first-born on the mountains! by the hues
Of heaven on the spiritual air begot:
Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot,
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John Keats
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse!
O first-born on the mountains! by the hues
Of heaven on the spiritual air begot:
Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot,
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John Keats
On The Sea
It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
.....
John Keats
It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
.....
John Keats
To The Muses
Whether on Ida's shady brow
Or in the chambers of the East,
The chambers of the Sun, that now
From ancient melody have ceased;
.....
William Blake
Whether on Ida's shady brow
Or in the chambers of the East,
The chambers of the Sun, that now
From ancient melody have ceased;
.....
William Blake
Out Of The East
When man first walked upright and soberly
Reflecting as he paced to and fro,
And no more swinging from wide tree to tree,
Or sheltered by vast boles from sheltered foe,
.....
John Freeman
When man first walked upright and soberly
Reflecting as he paced to and fro,
And no more swinging from wide tree to tree,
Or sheltered by vast boles from sheltered foe,
.....
John Freeman
Leo
I made a journey o'er the sea,
I bade my faithful dog good-bye,
I knew that he would grieve for me,
But did not dream that he would die!
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John L. Stoddard
I made a journey o'er the sea,
I bade my faithful dog good-bye,
I knew that he would grieve for me,
But did not dream that he would die!
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John L. Stoddard
O Black And Unknown Bards
O black and unknown bards of long ago,
How came your lips to touch the sacred fire?
How, in your darkness, did you come to know
The power and beauty of the minstrel's lyre?
.....
James Weldon Johnson
O black and unknown bards of long ago,
How came your lips to touch the sacred fire?
How, in your darkness, did you come to know
The power and beauty of the minstrel's lyre?
.....
James Weldon Johnson
Pictures From Theocritus
FROM IDYL I.
Goat-herd, how sweet above the lucid spring
The high pines wave with breezy murmuring!
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William Lisle Bowles
FROM IDYL I.
Goat-herd, how sweet above the lucid spring
The high pines wave with breezy murmuring!
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William Lisle Bowles
In The Greenest Of The Valleys
I.
In the greenest of our valleys,
By good angels tenanted,
Once fair and stately palace,
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Edgar Allan Poe
I.
In the greenest of our valleys,
By good angels tenanted,
Once fair and stately palace,
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Edgar Allan Poe
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
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
Fairy Land Ii
You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;
Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong;
Come not near our fairy queen.
.....
William Shakespeare
You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;
Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong;
Come not near our fairy queen.
.....
William Shakespeare
The Old Cumberland Beggar
I saw an aged Beggar in my walk;
And he was seated, by the highway side,
On a low structure of rude masonry
Built at the foot of a huge hill, that they
.....
William Wordsworth
I saw an aged Beggar in my walk;
And he was seated, by the highway side,
On a low structure of rude masonry
Built at the foot of a huge hill, that they
.....
William Wordsworth
One Joy Of So Much Anguish
1420
One Joy of so much anguish
Sweet nature has for me
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Emily Dickinson
1420
One Joy of so much anguish
Sweet nature has for me
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Emily Dickinson
The Choice
He'd have given me rolling lands,
Houses of marble, and billowing farms,
Pearls, to trickle between my hands,
Smoldering rubies, to circle my arms.
.....
Dorothy Parker
He'd have given me rolling lands,
Houses of marble, and billowing farms,
Pearls, to trickle between my hands,
Smoldering rubies, to circle my arms.
.....
Dorothy Parker
Humanitad
It is full winter now: the trees are bare,
Save where the cattle huddle from the cold
Beneath the pine, for it doth never wear
The autumn's gaudy livery whose gold
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Oscar Wilde
It is full winter now: the trees are bare,
Save where the cattle huddle from the cold
Beneath the pine, for it doth never wear
The autumn's gaudy livery whose gold
.....
Oscar Wilde
A Fragment
They say that poison-sprinkled flowers
Are sweeter in perfume
Than when, untouched by deadly dew,
They glowed in early bloom.
.....
Adam Lindsay Gordon
They say that poison-sprinkled flowers
Are sweeter in perfume
Than when, untouched by deadly dew,
They glowed in early bloom.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
Just Whistle A Bit
Just whistle a bit, if the day be dark,
And the sky be overcast:
If mute be the voice of the piping lark,
Why, pipe your own small blast.
.....
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Just whistle a bit, if the day be dark,
And the sky be overcast:
If mute be the voice of the piping lark,
Why, pipe your own small blast.
.....
Paul Laurence Dunbar
To M.i. (ii)
Light breezes dance along the air,
The sky in smiles is drest,
And heav'ns pure vault, serene and fair,
Pourtrays the cheerful breast.
.....
Matilda Betham
Light breezes dance along the air,
The sky in smiles is drest,
And heav'ns pure vault, serene and fair,
Pourtrays the cheerful breast.
.....
Matilda Betham
Bluebird's Greeting
Over the mossy walls,
Above the slumbering fields
Where yet the ground no fruitage yields,
Save as the sunlight falls
.....
George Parsons Lathrop
Over the mossy walls,
Above the slumbering fields
Where yet the ground no fruitage yields,
Save as the sunlight falls
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George Parsons Lathrop
Matins
Gray earth, gray mist, gray sky:
Through vapors hurrying by,
Larger than wont, on high
Floats the horned, yellow moon.
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Emma Lazarus
Gray earth, gray mist, gray sky:
Through vapors hurrying by,
Larger than wont, on high
Floats the horned, yellow moon.
.....
Emma Lazarus
Dead Leaves
DAWN
As though a gipsy maiden with dim look,
Sat crooning by the roadside of the year,
.....
James Whitcomb Riley
DAWN
As though a gipsy maiden with dim look,
Sat crooning by the roadside of the year,
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James Whitcomb Riley