SCENE POEMS

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Love

All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal frame,
Are all but ministers of Love,
And feed his sacred flame.
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge
There Was A Boy

There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs
And islands of Winander! many a time,
At evening, when the earliest stars began
To move along the edges of the hills,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Words

If on isle of the sea
I have to tarry,
With one book, let it be
A Dictionary.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Little While, A Little While

A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
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Emily Brontë
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
The Holy Fair

A note of seeming truth and trust
Hid crafty observation;
And secret hung, with poison'd crust,
The dirk of defamation:
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
Departmental

An ant on the tablecloth
Ran into a dormant moth
Of many times his size.
He showed not the least surprise.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats

John Keats
The Summary History Of Sir William Wallace

Sir William Wallace of Ellerslie,
I'm told he went to the High School in Dundee,
For to learn to read and write,
And after that he learned to fight,
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Corydon

A PASTORAL

SCENE: A roadside in Arcady

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Thomas Bailey Aldrich
A Little Madness In The Spring

1333

A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Agnostic Apology

I am a stout materialist;
With abstract terms I can't agree,
And so I've made a little list
Of words that don't make sense to me.
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Robert Service

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.
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William Cowper

William Cowper
Snow

The three stood listening to a fresh access
Of wind that caught against the house a moment,
Gulped snow, and then blew free again-the Coles
Dressed, but dishevelled from some hours of sleep,
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
R. S. S.

All-worshipped Gold! thou mighty mystery
Say by what name shall I address thee rather,
Our blessing, or our bane? Without thy aid,
The generous pangs of pity but distress
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William Cowper

William Cowper
A Lair At Noon.

The hawthorn gently stopt the sun, beneath,
The ash above its quiv'ring shadows spread,
And downy bents, that to the air did wreathe,
Bow'd 'neath my pressure in an easy bed;
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John Clare

John Clare
Brown's Descent, Or The Willy-nilly Slide

Brown lived at such a lofty farm
That everyone for miles could see
His lantern when he did his chores
In winter after half-past three.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Jobson Of The Star

Within a pub that's off the Strand and handy to the bar,
With pipe in mouth and mug in hand sat Jobson of the Star.
“Come, sit ye down, ye wond'ring wight, and have a yarn,” says he.
“I can't,” says I, “because to-night I'm off to Tripoli;
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Modest Request

Complied With After The Dinner At President Everett's Inauguration

Scene, - a back parlor in a certain square,
Or court, or lane, - in short, no matter where;
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Oliver Wendell Holmes
Adonais

I weep for Adonais-he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears
Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years
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Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Man With The Blue Guitar

as green.

They said, 'You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are.'
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Wallace Stevens
Lancelot 06

The dark of Modred's hour not yet availing,
Gawaine it was who gave the King no peace;
Gawaine it was who goaded him and drove him
To Joyous Gard, where now for long his army,
.....
Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Iris By Night

One misty evening, one another's guide,
We two were groping down a Malvern side
The last wet fields and dripping hedges home.
There came a moment of confusing lights,
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba

WHAT various ways in which a thing is told
Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold;
In stories we invention may admit;
But diff'rent 'tis with what historick writ;
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Jean De La Fontaine
An Ode On The Popular Superstitions Of The Highlands Of Scotland, Considered As The Subject Of Poetr

Home, thou return'st from Thames, whose naiads long
Have seen thee ling'ring with a fond delay
'Mid those soft friends, whose hearts, some future day,
Shall melt, perhaps, to hear thy tragic song.
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William Collins
Little Queen

Do you remember the name I wore â??
The old pet-name of Little Queen â??
In the dear, dead days that are no more,
The happiest days of our lives, I ween?
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Gow's Watch : Act V. Scene 3

After the Battle. The PRINCESS by the Standard on the Ravelin.

Enter Gow, with the Crown of the Kingdom.

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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
When The Prophet, A Complacent Fat Man

When the prophet, a complacent fat man,
Arrived at the mountain-top,
He cried: "Woe to my knowledge!
I intended to see good white lands
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Stephen Crane

Stephen Crane
Tamerlane - Early Version

I.

I have sent for thee, holy friar;1
But 'twas not with the drunken hope,
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Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
Introduction: Pippa Passes

New Year's Day at Asolo in the Trevisan


Scene.-
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
All In A Family Way

My banks are all furnished with rags,
So thick, even Freddy can't thin 'em;
I've torn up my old money-bags,
Having little or nought to put in 'em.
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Loch Ness

Beautiful Loch Ness,
The truth to express,
Your landscapes are lovely and gay,
Along each side of your waters, to Fort Augustus all the way,
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
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

John Keats
Near Perigord

I
You'd have men's hearts up from the dust
And tell their secrets, Messire Cino,
Rigkt enough? Then read between the lines of Uc St. Circ,
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Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound
To The Butterfly.

Lovely insect, haste away,
Greet once more the sunny day;
Leave, O leave the murky barn,
Ere trapping spiders thee discern;
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John Clare

John Clare
A Song Of Sixty-five

Brave Thackeray has trolled of days when he was twenty-one,
And bounded up five flights of stairs, a gallant garreteer;
And yet again in mellow vein when youth was gaily run,
Has dipped his nose in Gascon wine, and told of Forty Year.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Cypress-bough, And A Rose-wreath Sweet ( Song )

Act IV, scene iii


A cypress-bough and a rose-wreath sweet,
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Thomas Lovell Beddoes

Thomas Lovell Beddoes
Easter-day

HOW very hard it is to be
A Christian! Hard for you and me,
â??Not the mere task of making real
That duty up to its ideal,
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
The Sea-bird

Far, far o'er the deep is my island throne,
Where the sea-gull roams and reigns alone;
Where nought is seen but the beetling rock,
And nought is heard but the ocean-shock,
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Sam G. Goodrich
Coronation Poem And Prayer

The world has crowned a thousand kings:
But destiny has kept
Her weightiest hour of kingly power
To offer England's son.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Old Stone Cross

A statesman is an easy man,
He tells his lies by rote;
A journalist makes up his lies
And takes you by the throat;
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
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
Song Of Death.

Air - "Oran an Aoig."


Scene - A field of battle. Time of the day, evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song:
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
All Alone

I.

Ah! wherefore by the Church-yard side,
Poor little LORN ONE, dost thou stray?
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Mary Darby Robinson
Faith

Lord, how couldst thou so much appease
Thy wrath for sin, as when man's sight was dim,
And could see little, to regard his ease,
And bring by Faith all things to him?
.....
George Herbert

George Herbert
St. Mark's Day

Oh! who shall dare in this frail scene
On holiest happiest thoughts to lean,
On Friendship, Kindred, or on Love?
Since not Apostles' hands can clasp
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John Keble

John Keble
Let's Take This World As Some Wide Scene.

Let's take this world as some wide scene.
Thro' which in frail but buoyant boat,
With skies now dark and now serene,
Together thou and I must float;
.....
Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Marmion: Canto Iii. - The Inn

I.

The livelong day Lord Marmion rode:
The mountain path the Palmer showed,
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Walter Scott (sir)
The King Of Terrors

I.

As a shadow He flew, but sorrow and wail
Came up from his path, like the moan of the gale.
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Sam G. Goodrich
Helpstone Green.

Ye injur'd fields, ye once were gay,
When nature's hand display'd
Long waving rows of willows grey,
And clumps of hawthorn shade;
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John Clare

John Clare