SQUIRREL POEMS

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The Escape Of The Old Grey Squirrel

Old Grey Squirrel might have been
Almost anything -
Might have been a soldier, sailor,
Tinker, tailor
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Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
The Barefoot Boy

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

John Greenleaf Whittier
Timble Tack

He came without an invitation
Lying under the stairs
As if waiting for my permission
Was scared and cold the first time I took him in hand.
.....
Deepali Pathak

Deepali Pathak
A Fable

A raven, while with glossy breast
Her new-laid eggs she fondly press'd,
And, on her wicker-work high mounted,
Her chickens prematurely counted
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William Cowper

William Cowper
On Living

I

Living is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
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Nazim Hikmet
"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
In Springtime

My garden blazes brightly with the rose-bush and the peach,
And the koil sings above it, in the siris by the well,
From the creeper-covered trellis comes the squirrel's chattering speech,
And the blue jay screams and flutters where the cheery sat-bhai dwell.
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
I'm Going To Start Living Like A Mystic

Today I am pulling on a green wool sweater
and walking across the park in a dusky snowfall.

The trees stand like twenty-seven prophets in a field,
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Edward Hirsch
Red Riding-hood

On the wide lawn the snow lay deep,
Ridged o'er with many a drifted heap;
The wind that through the pine-trees sung
The naked elm-boughs tossed and swung;
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Television

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
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,
.....
John Keats

John Keats
The Two Kings

King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood
Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen
He had outridden his war-wasted men
That with empounded cattle trod the mire,
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Hiawatha's Fishing

Forth upon the Gitche Gumee,
On the shining Big-Sea-Water,
With his fishing-line of cedar,
Of the twisted bark of cedar,
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Bear Song (from The Danish Of Evald)

The squirrel that's sporting
Amid the green leaves,
Full oft, with its rustle,
The hunter deceives;
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George Borrow

George Borrow
To Winter

Stay, season of calm love and soulful snows!
There is a subtle sweetness in the sun,
The ripples on the stream's breast gaily run,
The wind more boisterously by me blows,
.....

Claude Mckay
A Saucer Holds A Cup

1374

A Saucer holds a Cup
In sordid human Life
.....
Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Four Trees'upon A Solitary Acre

742

Four Trees-upon a solitary Acre-
Without Design
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Hiawatha's Hunting

Forth into the forest straightway
All alone walked Hiawatha
Proudly, with his bow and arrows,
And the birds sang round him, o'er him,
.....
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Changeling

Toll no bell for me, dear Father dear Mother,
Waste no sighs;
There are my sisters, there is my little brother
Who plays in the place called Paradise,
.....

Charlotte Mary Mew
For All Prisoners And Captives

OVER the English trees and the English meadows
Twilight is falling clear,
But my heart walks far in the homeless winds and the shadows
For those who are not here.
.....

Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
Seventeen

All the loud winds were in the garden wood,
All shadows joyfuller than lissom hounds
Doubled in chasing, all exultant clouds
That ever flung fierce mist and eddying fire
.....

Robert Nichols
Nancy

You are a rose, but set with sharpest spine;
You are a pretty bird that pecks at me;
You are a little squirrel on a tree,
Pelting me with the prickly fruit of the pine;
.....

Elinor Morton Wylie
The Shepherds Calendar - July (2nd Version)

July the month of summers prime
Again resumes her busy time
Scythes tinkle in each grassy dell
Where solitude was wont to dwell
.....
John Clare

John Clare
Lohengrin

THE holy bell, untouched by human hands,
Clanged suddenly, and tolled with solemn knell.

Between the massive, blazoned temple-doors,
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Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
Poem - Iii

Through the dark aisles of the wood
Where the pine-needles deaden all sound
And the dove flutters in the black boughs

.....

Henry Treece
De Erotio Puella

THIS girl was sweeter than the song of swans,
And daintier than the lamb upon the lawns
Or Curine oyster. She, the flower of girls,
Outshone the light of Erythraean pearls;
.....
Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson
A Manchester Poem

'Tis a poor drizzly morning, dark and sad.
The cloud has fallen, and filled with fold on fold
The chimneyed city; and the smoke is caught,
And spreads diluted in the cloud, and sinks,
.....
George Macdonald

George Macdonald
September

I have not been among the woods,
Nor seen the milk-weeds burst their hoods,

The downy thistle-seeds take wing,
.....

John Charles Mcneill
Grizzly

Coward,-of heroic size,
In whose lazy muscles lies
Strength we fear and yet despise;
Savage,-whose relentless tusks
.....
Bret Harte

Bret Harte
A Busy Day

The bluff March wind set out from home
Before the peep of day,
But nobody seemed to be glad he had come,
And nobody asked him to stay.
.....

Anonymous
Isaac And Archibald

(To Mrs. Henry Richards)

Isaac and Archibald were two old men.
I knew them, and I may have laughed at them
.....
Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Charmides Ii

But some good Triton-god had ruth, and bare
The boy's drowned body back to Grecian land,
And mermaids combed his dank and dripping hair
And smoothed his brow, and loosed his clenching hand;
.....
Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde
A Song To David

I
O Thou, that sit'st upon a throne,
With harp of high majestic tone,
To praise the King of kings;
.....
Christopher Smart

Christopher Smart
Goblin Market

Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
“Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
.....
Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
To A Squirrel At Kyle-na-gno

Come play with me;
Why should you run
Through the shaking tree
As though I'd a gun
.....
William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Nature Is What We See

668

“Nature” is what we see-
The Hill-the Afternoon-
.....
Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Hiawatha's Friends

Two good friends had Hiawatha,
Singled out from all the others,
Bound to him in closest union,
And to whom he gave the right hand
.....
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
By My Window Have I For Scenery

797

By my Window have I for Scenery
Just a Sea-with a Stem-
.....
Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Baile And Aillinn

ARGUMENT. Baile and Aillinn were lovers, but Aengus, the
Master of Love, wishing them to he happy in his own land
among the dead, told to each a story of the other's death, so
that their hearts were broken and they died.
.....
William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
An Appointment

Being out of heart with government
I took a broken root to fling
Where the proud, wayward squirrel went,
Taking delight that he could spring;
.....
William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Friar Pedro's Ride

It was the morning season of the year;
It was the morning era of the land;
The watercourses rang full loud and clear;
Portala's cross stood where Portala's hand
.....
Bret Harte

Bret Harte
La Belle Dame Sans Merci

Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
Alone and palely loitering;
The sedge is wither'd from the lake,
And no birds sing.
.....
John Keats

John Keats
Cloe Jealous

Forbear to ask Me, why I weep;
Vext Cloe to her Shepherd said:
'Tis for my Two poor stragling Sheep
Perhaps, or for my Squirrel dead.
.....
Matthew Prior

Matthew Prior
Among The Trees

Oh ye who love to overhang the springs,
And stand by running waters, ye whose boughs
Make beautiful the rocks o'er which they play,
Who pile with foliage the great hills, and rear
.....
William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant
Beech Blooms.

The wild oxalis
Among the valleys
Lifts up its chalice
Of pink and pearl;
.....
Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein
November.

Besides the autumn poets sing,
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the haze.
.....

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
The Gladness Of Nature.

Is this a time to be cloudy and sad,
When our mother Nature laughs around;
When even the deep blue heavens look glad,
And gladness breathes from the blossoming ground?
.....
William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant
The Truce Of Piscataqua

Raze these long blocks of brick and stone,
These huge mill-monsters overgrown;
Blot out the humbler piles as well,
Where, moved like living shuttles, dwell
.....
John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Famine's Realm

To him in whom the love of Nature has
Imperfectly supplanted the desire
And dread necessity of food, your shore,
Fair Oakland, is a terror. Over all
.....

Ambrose Bierce
The Death Of The Flowers.

The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear.
Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread.
.....
William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant