REPRESSION POEMS
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Unexpressed
Deep in my heart that aches with the repression,
And strives with plenitude of bitter pain,
There lives a thought that clamors for expression,
And spends its undelivered force in vain.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar
Repression Of War Experience
Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth;
What silly beggars they are to blunder in
And scorch their wings with glory, liquid flame-
No, no, not that,-it's bad to think of war,
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Siegfried Sassoon
The Tower-room
There is a room serene and fair,
All palpitant with light and air;
Free from the dust, world's noise and fuss-
God's Tower-room in each of us.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
A Grave
Man looking into the sea,
taking the view from those who have as much right to it as
you have to it yourself,
it is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing,
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Marianne Moore
Eureka - A Prose Poem (an Essay On The Material And Spiritual Universe)
It is with humility really unassumed, it is with a sentiment even of awe, that I pen the opening sentence of this work: for of all conceivable subjects I approach the reader with the most solemn, the most comprehensive, the most difficult, the most august.
What terms shall I find sufficiently simple in their sublimity -- sufficiently sublime in their simplicity, for the mere enunciation of my theme?
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Edgar Allan Poe
The Girl I Left Behind Me
With sweet Regret â?? (the dearest thing that Yesterday has left us) â??
We often turn our homeless eyes to scenes whence Fate has reft us.
Here sitting by a fading flame, wild waifs of song remind me
Of Annie with her gentle ways, the Girl I left behind me.
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Henry Kendall
John Bede Polding
With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head,
A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;
But cannot say the words that should be said
To crowned and winged divinities like you.
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Henry Kendall
Dedication
Dedication
These to His Memory--since he held them dear,
Perchance as finding there unconsciously
Some image of himself--I dedicate,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
Lady Jane
Sapphics.
Down the green hill-side fro' the castle window
Lady Jane spied Bill Amaranth a-workin';
Day by day watched him go about his ample
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Sir Arthur Quiller-couch
When I Love You
When I love you
A new language springs up,
New cities, new countries discovered.
The hours breathe like puppies,
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Nizar Qabbani
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
Respite
The mighty conflict, which we call existence,
Doth wear upon the body and the soul,
Our vital forces wasted in resistance,
So much there is to conquer and control.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox