PURPLE POEMS

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Solitaire

WHEN night drifts along the streets of the city,
And sifts down between the uneven roofs,
My mind begins to peek and peer.
It plays at ball in old, blue Chinese gardens,
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Down The Lanes Of August

DOWN the lanes of Augustâ??and the bees upon the wing,
All the world's in color now, and all the song birds sing;
Never reds will redder be, more golden be the gold,
Down the lanes of August, and the summer getting old.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
The Barefoot Boy

Blessings on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
.....
John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
My Dream

Hear now a curious dream I dreamed last night,
Each word whereof is weighed and sifted truth.

I stood beside Euphrates while it swelled
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
A Little Prayer

Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things-
The song of birds, the rapture of the rose;
Cloud-dappled skies, the laugh of limpid springs,
Drowned sunbeams and the perfume April blows;
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Some Rainbow-coming From The Fair!

64

Some Rainbowâ??coming from the Fair!
Some Vision of the World Cashmereâ??
.....
Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
The Spider And The Fly

“Will you walk into my parlor?”
Said a spider to a fly;
“'Tis the prettiest little parlor
That ever you did spy.
.....
Mary Howitt

Mary Howitt
The Flowers

Day after day,
At spring's return,
I watch my flowers, how they burn
Their lives away.
.....

Aldous Huxley
From The Bridge

Held and thrilled by the vision
I stood, as the twilight died,
Where the great bridge soars like a song
Over the crawling tide-
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
White Horses

Where run your colts at pasture?
Where hide your mares to breed?
'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap
Or wove Sargasso weed;
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Pear Tree

Silver dust
lifted from the earth,
higher than my arms reach,
you have mounted.
.....

Hilda Doolittle
New York

She is hot to the sea that crouches beside,
Human and hot to the cool stars peering down,
My passionate city, my quivering town,
And her dark blood, tide upon purple tide,
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
The Winner

The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand looked like a drunk old fool,
And I knew that if I hit him right, I could knock him off that stool.
But everybody said, 'Watch out, that's Tiger Man McCool.
He's had a whole lot of fights, and he always come out the winner.
.....
Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
Dream-land

Where sunless rivers weep
Their waves into the deep,
She sleeps a charmed sleep:
Awake her not.
.....
Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
"mike Teavee..."

The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
.....

Roald Dahl
Leda

Where the slow river
meets the tide,
a red swan lifts red wings
and darker beak,
.....

Hilda Doolittle
Venus And Adonis

Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
.....
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
To A Lady, With Some Coloured Patterns Of Flowers

Madam,-

Though rude the draughts, though artless seem the lines,
From one unskill'd in verse, or in designs;
.....

William Shenstone
Imperfections

IMPERFECTIONS

I told you I was neither a bee's knees,
Nor cat's whiskers
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Piol Tiek John

Piol Tiek John
Sonnet 14

XIV

When Faith and Love which parted from thee never,
Had ripen'd thy just soul to dwell with God,
.....
John Milton

John Milton
Early Autumn

With half-hearted levies of frost that make foray,
retire, and refrain-
Ambiguous bugles that blow and that falter to
silence again-
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
The Bluebird

I know the song that the bluebird is singing,
Out in the apple-tree where he is swinging;
Brave little fellow, the skies may look dreary;
Nothing cares he while his heart is so cheery.
.....
Emily Huntington Miller

Emily Huntington Miller
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

.....
John Keats

John Keats
Ojira, To Her Lover

I am waiting in the desert, looking out towards the sunset,
And counting every moment till we meet.
I am waiting by the marshes and I tremble and I listen
Till the soft sands thrill beneath your coming feet.
.....

Laurence Hope (adela Florence Cory Nicolson)
The Prairie

The skies are blue above my head,
The prairie green below,
And flickering o'er the tufted grass
The shifting shadows go,
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John Hay

John Hay
Birds In Summer

How pleasant the life of a bird must be,
Flitting about in each leafy tree;
In the leafy trees so broad and tall,
Like a green and beautiful palace hall,
.....
Mary Howitt

Mary Howitt
Bob White

I see you, on the zigzag rails,
You cheery little fellow!
While purple leaves are whirling down,
And scarlet, brown, and yellow.
.....

George Cooper
A Mother's Wail

The sweet young Spring walks over the earth,
It flushes and glows on moor and lea;
The birds are singing in careless mirth,
The brook flows cheerily on to the sea;
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Pretty Cow

Thank you, pretty cow, that made
Pleasant milk to soak my bread
Every day and every night,
Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white.
.....

Jane Taylor
A Tulip Garden

Guarded within the old red wall's embrace,
Marshalled like soldiers in gay company,
The tulips stand arrayed. Here infantry
Wheels out into the sunlight. What bold grace
.....
Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
The Rhodora

On Being Asked, Whence Is The Flower?

In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes,
I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods,
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Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson
The Flute

It was a night of smell and dew
When very old things seemed how new;
When speech was softest in the still
Air that loitered down the hill;
.....

John Freeman
My Last Afternoon With Uncle Devereux Winslow

1922: the stone porch of my Grandfatherâ??s summer house

I
â??I wonâ??t go with you. I want to stay with Grandpa!â?
.....

Robert Lowell
Lepanto

White founts falling in the courts of the sun,
And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;
There is laughter like the fountains in that face of all men feared,
It stirs the forest darkness, the darkness of his beard,
.....
G. K. Chesterton

G. K. Chesterton
Love

I.

Thou, from the first, unborn, undying Love,
Albeit we gaze not on thy glories near,
.....
Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Cassandra

I

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

George Meredith
She Sweeps With Many-colored Brooms,

She sweeps with many-colored brooms,
And leaves the shreds behind;
Oh, housewife in the evening west,
Come back, and dust the pond!
.....
Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
A Lane Of Yellow Led The Eye

1650

A lane of Yellow led the eye
Unto a Purple Wood
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Paradise Lost: Book 01

Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit
Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste
Brought death into the World, and all our woe,
With loss of Eden, till one greater Man
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John Milton

John Milton
The Englishman In Italy

(PIANO DI SORRENTO.)

Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one,
Sit here by my side,
.....
Robert Browning

Robert Browning
The Flute

It was a night of smell and dew
When very old things seemed how new;
When speech was softest in the still
Air that loitered down the hill;
.....

John Frederick Freeman
The Iliad: Book 03

When the companies were thus arrayed, each under its own captain,
the Trojans advanced as a flight of wild fowl or cranes that scream
overhead when rain and winter drive them over the flowing waters of
Oceanus to bring death and destruction on the Pygmies, and they
.....

Homer
Saadi

Trees in groves,
Kine in droves,
In ocean sport the scaly herds,
Wedge-like cleave the air the birds,
.....
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson
Battle Of Hastings - I

O CHRYSTE, it is a grief for me to tell;
HOW manie a nobil erle and valrous knyghte
In fyghtynge for Kynge Harrold noblie fell,
Al sleyne in Hastyngs feeld in bloudie fyghte.
.....

Thomas Chatterton
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 01: The Sun Goes Down In A Cold Pale Flare Of Light

The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light.
The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the east:
And lights wink out through the windows, one by one.
A clamor of frosty sirens mourns at the night.
.....
Conrad Aiken

Conrad Aiken
Taste

What, then, is taste but those internal powers,
Active and strong, and feeling alive
To each fine impulse? a discerning sense
Of decent and sublime, with quick disgust
.....
Mark Akenside

Mark Akenside
O Were My Love Yon Lilac Fair

O were my Love yon lilac fair,
Wi' purple blossoms to the spring,
And I a bird to shelter there,
When wearied on my little wing;
.....
Robert Burns

Robert Burns
Tartary

If I were Lord of Tartary,
Myself, and me alone,
My bed should be of ivory,
Of beaten gold my throne;
.....

Walter De La Mare
Rhapsody

Lo! here a cloud comes sailing, richly clad
In royal purple, which the parting beams
Of bounteous Phoebus edge with tints of gold
And lucid crimson. One might fancy it
.....
Matilda Betham

Matilda Betham
The Pelican Chorus

King and Queen of the Pelicans we;
No other Birds so grand we see!
None but we have feet like fins!
With lovely leathery throats and chins!
.....
Edward Lear

Edward Lear