SUNSHINE POEMS

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The Praise Of Dust

‘What of vile dust?' the preacher said.
Methought the whole world woke,
The dead stone lived beneath my foot,
And my whole body spoke.
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G. K. Chesterton
Man's Limitation

Man says that He is jealous,
Man says that He is wise,
Man says that He is watching
From His throne beyond the skies.
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Arthur Conan Doyle
Paul Bunyan

He rode through the woods on a big blue ox,
He had fists as hard as choppin' blocks,
Five hundred pounds and nine feet tall...that's Paul.

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Shel Silverstein
Consolation

Mist clogs the sunshine.
Smoky dwarf houses
Hem me round everywhere;
A vague dejection
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Matthew Arnold
The Future

A wanderer is man from his birth.
He was born in a ship
On the breast of the river of Time;
Brimming with wonder and joy
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Matthew Arnold
The Scholar Gypsy

Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill;
Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes!
No longer leave thy wistful flock unfed,
Nor let thy bawling fellows rack their throats,
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Matthew Arnold
Sonnet 06 - Go From Me. Yet I Feel That I Shall Stand

VI

Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The Cry Of The Children

Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers,
Ere the sorrow comes with years?
They are leaning their young heads against their mothers,
And that cannot stop their tears.
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The Generations Of Men

A governor it was proclaimed this time,
When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire
Ancestral memories might come together.
And those of the name Stark gathered in Bow,
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Robert Frost
Ode On A Distant Prospect Of Eton College

Ye distant spires, ye antique towers,
That crown the watery glade,
Where grateful Science still adores
Her Henry's holy shade;
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Thomas Gray
The Eve Of St. Agnes

St. Agnes' Eve-Ah, bitter chill it was!
The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold;
The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass,
And silent was the flock in woolly fold:
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John Keats
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.
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William Shakespeare
The Deserted Village

Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain,
Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain,
Where smiling spring its earliest visits paid,
And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed:
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Oliver Goldsmith
Lines Written Among The Euganean Hills

Many a green isle needs must be
In the deep wide sea of Misery,
Or the mariner, worn and wan,
Never thus could voyage on-
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fears In Solitude

Written in April 1798, during the alarm of an invasion

A green and silent spot, amid the hills,
A small and silent dell! O'er stiller place
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
This Lime-tree Bower My Prison

[Addressed to Charles Lamb, of the India House, London]

In the June of 1797 some long-expected friends paid a visit
to the author's cottage; and on the morning of their arrival,
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Youth And Age

Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying,
Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee-
Both were mine! Life went a-maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy,
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Extempore Effusion Upon The Death Of James Hogg

When first, descending from the moorlands,
I saw the Stream of Yarrow glide
Along a bare and open valley,
The Ettrick Shepherd was my guide.
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William Wordsworth
Michael: A Pastoral Poem

If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth
Ode: Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood

The child is father of the man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
(Wordsworth, “My Heart Leaps Up”)
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William Wordsworth
The Green Linnet

Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed
Their snow-white blossoms on my head,
With brightest sunshine round me spread
Of spring's unclouded weather,
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William Wordsworth
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
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William Wordsworth
To The Cuckoo

O blithe New-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice.
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird,
Or but a wandering Voice?
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William Wordsworth
Written In London. September, 1802

O Friend! I know not which way I must look
For comfort, being, as I am, opprest,
To think that now our life is only drest
For show; mean handy-work of craftsman, cook,
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William Wordsworth
Yarrow Revisited

The gallant Youth, who may have gained,
Or seeks, a “winsome Marrow,”
Was but an Infant in the lap
When first I looked on Yarrow;
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William Wordsworth
Yarrow Visited. September, 1814

And is this-Yarrow?-This the stream
Of which my fancy cherished,
So faithfully, a waking dream?
An image that hath perished!
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William Wordsworth
Chanson Sans Paroles

In the deep violet air,
Not a leaf is stirred;
There is no sound heard,
But afar, the rare
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Ernest Dowson
Ulysses

It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
In The Downhill Of Life

In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining,
May my lot no less fortunate be
Than a snug elbow-chair can afford for reclining,
And a cot that o'erlooks the wide sea;
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William Collins
Eloisa To Abelard

In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal's veins?
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Alexander Pope
A Drop Fell On The Apple Tree

794

A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree-
Another-on the Roof-
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Emily Dickinson
Good Morning—midnight

425

Good Morning-Midnight-
I'm coming Home-
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Emily Dickinson
If I May Have It, When It’s Dead

577

If I may have it, when it's dead,
I'll be contented-so-
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Emily Dickinson
It’s Thoughts—and Just One Heart

495

It's thoughts-and just One Heart-
And Old Sunshine-about-
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Emily Dickinson
My First Well Day—since Many Ill

574

My first well Day-since many ill-
I asked to go abroad,
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Emily Dickinson
Of Brussels—it Was Not

602

Of Brussels-it was not-
Of Kidderminster? Nay-
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Emily Dickinson
Portraits Are To Daily Faces

170

Portraits are to daily faces
As an Evening West,
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Emily Dickinson
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi

3

“Sic transit gloria mundi,”
“How doth the busy bee,”
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Emily Dickinson
The Grass So Little Has To Do

333

The Grass so little has to do-
A Sphere of simple Green-
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Emily Dickinson
There Is Another Sky

2

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
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Emily Dickinson
To Die—takes Just A Little While

255

To die-takes just a little while-
They say it doesn't hurt-
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Emily Dickinson
To Know Just How He Suffered—would Be Dear

622

To know just how He suffered-would be dear-
To know if any Human eyes were near
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Emily Dickinson
Under The Light, Yet Under

949

Under the Light, yet under,
Under the Grass and the Dirt,
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Emily Dickinson
A Rolling Stone

There's sunshine in the heart of me,
My blood sings in the breeze;
The mountains are a part of me,
I'm fellow to the trees.
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Robert Service
At Thirty-five

Three score and ten, the psalmist saith,
And half my course is well-nigh run;
I've had my flout at dusty death,
I've had my whack of feast and fun.
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Robert Service
Awake To Smile

When I blink sunshine in my eyes
And hail the amber morn,
Before the rosy dew-drop dries
With sparkle on the thorn;
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Robert Service
Carry On

It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
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Robert Service
Cheer

It's a mighty good world, so it is, dear lass,
When even the worst is said.
There's a smile and a tear, a sigh and a cheer,
But better be living than dead;
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Robert Service
Clancy Of The Mounted Police

In the little Crimson Manual it's written plain and clear
That who would wear the scarlet coat shall say good-bye to fear;
Shall be a guardian of the right, a sleuth-hound of the trail-
In the little Crimson Manual there's no such word as “fail”-
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Robert Service
Cocotte

When a girl's sixteen, and as poor as she's pretty,
And she hasn't a friend and she hasn't a home,
Heigh-ho! She's as safe in Paris city
As a lamb night-strayed where the wild wolves roam;
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Robert Service
Comfort

Say! You've struck a heap of trouble-
Bust in business, lost your wife;
No one cares a cent about you,
You don't care a cent for life;
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Robert Service
Eyrie

The little pink house is high on the hill
And my heart is not what it used to be;
It will kick up a fuss I know, but still
I must toil up that twisty trail to see
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Robert Service
Fighting Mac

A Life Tragedy

A pistol shot rings round and round the world;
In pitiful defeat a warrior lies.
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Robert Service
Flower Gardener

Gas got me in the first World War,
And all my mates at rest are laid.
I felt I might survive them for
I am a gardener by trade.
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Robert Service
Grandad

Heaven's mighty sweet, I guess;
Ain't no rush to git there:
Been a sinner, more or less;
Maybe wouldn't fit there.
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Robert Service
Grin

If you're up against a bruiser and you're getting knocked about-

Grin.

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Robert Service
Growing Old

Somehow the skies don't seem so blue
As they used to be;
Blossoms have a fainter hue,
Grass less green I see.
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Robert Service
Making Good

No man can be a failure if he thinks he's a success;
he may not own his roof-tree overhead,
He may be on his uppers and have hocked his evening dress-
(Financially speaking-in the red)
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Robert Service
My Husky Team

I met an ancient man who mushed
With Peary to the Pole.
Said I, “In all that land so hushed
What most inspired your soul?”
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Robert Service
Our Hero

“Flowers, only flowers-bring me dainty posies,
Blossoms for forgetfulness,” that was all he said;
So we sacked our gardens, violets and roses,
Lilies white and bluebells laid we on his bed.
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Robert Service