VACATION POEMS

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Seasons Of Life

Gazing at the breezy night
Empty or lack of immense sunlight
And the onset of Winters shined
Though reflecting warmth of mankind
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Kritika Prasad

Kritika Prasad
Patriotism- Love For The Nation

In your heart keep the love for nation,
Its protected by those who never take a vacation.

It provides a national feeling of proud,
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Priyadarshini Goel

Priyadarshini Goel
The Long Vacation

To Amy Wainwright


This is the time the boys come home from school,
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Katharine Tynan
Holidays

From fall to spring, the russet acorn,
Fruit beloved of maid and boy,
Lent itself beneath the forest,
To be the children's toy.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson
Action Case

Hey!
Wake up!
Is what I heard, a call from beneath,
I checked my watch and, a deep breathe,
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Brian Dredan

Brian Dredan
Preface

A book which needs to be written is one dealing
with the childhood of authors. It would be
not only interesting, but instructive; not merely
profitable in a general way, but practical in a
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Hilda Conkling

Hilda Conkling
Vacation

When I asked my mother why they were called sand tarts,
she couldn't answer me-

perhaps this ravenous curiosity causes my brother
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Elizabeth Wilcox
Another On The Same

Here lieth one who did most truly prove,
That he could never die while he could move,
So hung his destiny never to rot
While he might still jogg on, and keep his trot,
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John Milton

John Milton
Give Your Heart To The Hawks

1 he apples hung until a wind at the equinox,

That heaped the beach with black weed, filled the dry grass

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Robinson Jeffers
At A Vacation Exercise In The Colledge, Part Latin, Part English. The Latin Speeches Ended, The Eng

Hail native Language, that by sinews weak
Didst move my first endeavouring tongue to speak,
And mad'st imperfect words with childish tripps,
Half unpronounc't, slide through my infant-lipps,
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John Milton

John Milton
Always Mine!

839

Always Mine!
No more Vacation!
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Old Dave To Th' New Parson.

"Soa, yo're th' new parson, are yo?
Well, awm fain to see yo've come;
Yo'll feel a trifle strange at furst,
But mak yorsen at hooam.
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John Hartley
Dulce Domum

AN OLD LATIN ODE.
SUNG ANNUALLY BY THE WlNCHESTER BOYS UPON
LEAVING COLLEGE AT THE VACATION. [Translated at the Request of DR. JOSEPH WARTON.]

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Helen Maria Williams
The Prelude - Book Third

RESIDENCE AT CAMBRIDGE

It was a dreary morning when the wheels
Rolled over a wide plain o'erhung with clouds,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Prelude - Book Fourth

SUMMER VACATION

Bright was the summer's noon when quickening steps
Followed each other till a dreary moor
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Snow-bound - A Winter Idyl

"As the Spirits of Darkness be stronger in the dark, so Good Spirits, which be Angels of Light, are augmented not only by the Divine light of the Sun, but also by our common Wood Fire: and as the Celestial Fire drives away dark spirits, so also this our Fire of Wood doth the same."
- Cor. AGRIPPA, Occult Philosophy, Book I. ch. v

"Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich

A Long-Vacation Pastoral

Nunc formosissimus annus
Ite meæ felix quondam pecus, ite camenæ.
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - Iv

A Long-Vacation Pastoral


IV
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - V

A Long-Vacation Pastoral


V
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - Vi

A Long-Vacation Pastoral


VI
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - Vii

A Long-Vacation Pastoral


VII
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - Viii

A Long-Vacation Pastoral


VIII
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - Ix

A Long-Vacation Pastoral


IX
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Arthur Hugh Clough

Arthur Hugh Clough
At A Vacation Exercise In The Colledge, Part Latin, Part English.

Hail native Language, that by sinews weak
Didst move my first endeavouring tongue to speak,
And mad'st imperfect words with childish tripps,
Half unpronounc't, slide through my infant-lipps,
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John Milton

John Milton
At A Vacation Exercise In The Colledge, Part Latin, Part English. The Latin Speeches Ended, The Engl

Hail native Language, that by sinews weak
Didst move my first endeavouring tongue to speak,
And mad'st imperfect words with childish tripps,
Half unpronounc't, slide through my infant-lipps,
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John Milton

John Milton
Vacation Time

Vacation time! How glad it seemed
When as a boy I sat and dreamed
Above my school books, of the fun
That I should claim when toil was done;
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
The Lassitudes Of Contemplation

1592

The Lassitudes of Contemplation
Beget a force
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Pauline: Part Ii: Paul's History

“Captain, I hear the cheers. My soul is glad.
My days are numbered, but this glorious day-
Like some far beacon on a shadowy cape
That cheers at night the storm-belabored ships-
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Hanford Lennox Gordon
Reservations Confirmed

The ticket settles on my desk: a paper tongue
pronouncing "Go away;" a flattened seed
from which a thousand-mile leap through the air can grow.

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Charles Harper Webb
Post-vacation Tristesse

The Jumbo Jet has barely shuddered off
The ground, and I'm depressed. My scuba mask
And fins, my fly rod and beach hat

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Charles Harper Webb
Andy Veto

Andy Veto never slept a wink last night;
Darkeys, he's your Moses!
Andy had to take us extra drink last night;
Darkeys, he's your Moses!
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Henry Clay Work
Verses Addressed To My Two Nephews

ON SAINT HELEN'S DAY, 1809.


DEAR Boys!--dismiss'd awhile from school,
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Helen Maria Williams
About My Very Tortured Friend, Peter

killing him.
he is 27. I am 44. I canâ??t seem to
get rid of
him. his novels keep coming
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Charles Bukowski
Book Fourth [summer Vacation]

BRIGHT was the summer's noon when quickening steps
Followed each other till a dreary moor
Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon whose top
Standing alone, as from a rampart's edge,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Love And Folly

LOVE, who now deals to human hearts,
Such ill thrown, yet resistless darts,
That hapless mortals can't withstand them,
Was once less cruel and perverse,
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Charlotte Smith
A Vacation

On the streets of Mérida, beggars and vendors
of shirts and hammocks and panama hats.
We perfect our no. But there's always something
we can't help saying yes to: I want to join
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Eric Torgersen
Plague Of Dead Sharks

Who knows whether the sea heals or corrodes?
The wading, wintered pack-beasts of the feet
slough off, in spring, the dead rind of the shoesâ??
leather detention, the big toeâ??s yellow horn
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Alan Dugan
Willaloo

By E. A. P.
In the sad and sodden street,
To and fro,
Flit the fever-stricken feet
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Sir Arthur Quiller-couch
Office Mottoes

Motto heartening, inspiring,
Framed above my pretty *desk,
Never Shelley, Keats, or Byring*
Penned a phrase so picturesque!
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Franklin Pierce Adams
Two Men And A Maid

Two little dudes from the George-street block,
Up for a brief vacation!
One little girl in a neat print frock,
Maid of the Mulga Station!
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William Thomas Goodge
Tender Buttons [a Light In The Moon]

A LIGHT IN THE MOON

A light in the moon the only light is on Sunday. What was the sensible decision. The sensible decision was that notwithstanding many declarations and more music, not even notwithstanding the choice and a torch and a collection, notwithstanding the celebrating hat and a vacation and even more noise than cutting, notwithstanding Europe and Asia and being overbearing, not even notwithstanding an elephant and a strict occasion, not even withstanding more cultivation and some seasoning, not even with drowning and with the ocean being encircling, not even with more likeness and any cloud, not even with terrific sacrifice of pedestrianism and a special resolution, not even more likely to be pleasing. The care with which the rain is wrong and the green is wrong and the white is wrong, the care with which there is a chair and plenty of breathing. The care with which there is incredible justice and likeness, all this makes a magnificent asparagus, and also a fountain.

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Gertrude Stein
A Tale Of The Miser And The Poet

A WIT, transported with Inditing,
Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing;
Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends,
Had Poems at his Fingers Ends;
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Anne Kingsmill Finch
My Upside Down Town

As I walk down the road,I stumble and fall because of the enormous potholes .One may even see the hidden minerals underneath this road.
Wait! didn't our beloved Member of Parliament offer to make a donation to the UNRA to give us the best roads in the country?
Anyway, maybe he forgot and remembered to build his state of the art apartment in Munyonyo.

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Trudy Asiima

Trudy Asiima
Because Of Your Birthday

Because of your birthday
I noticed something today,
I feel like to sing a song,
To sing a melodious song,
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Abubakar Mohammed Musa

Abubakar Mohammed Musa
Gratitude In Pain

“Dad, ain't you going to work anymore?”
Asked the last son
In a family of nine
“No, I'm on vacation”
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Pleasant Ajayi

Pleasant Ajayi
Epilogue For "the King's House."[1]

We act by fits and starts, like drowning men,
But just peep up, and then pop down again.
Let those who call us wicked change their sense;
For never men lived more on Providence.
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John Dryden

John Dryden
The Seasons

SPRING

Spring time is here with its sunshine and showers,
All nature is waking from its long winter sleep.
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Alan L. Strang
Horace, Ode Xxii. Lib. I. Freely Translated By Lord Eldon

The man who keeps a conscience pure,
(If not his own, at least his Prince's,)
Thro' toil and danger walks secure,
Looks big and black and never winces.
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Rip

Rip, an inarticulate dog with a namesake derivative of more.

Rip arrives as a pup, large, abounding with energy though somewhat clumsy in his gait. But Rip is no matter of fact bowser - the type that woofs approvingly at your presence then is content to carry himself off to a corner and deliver up his bulk with an unrelieved sigh. Nevertheless, one does suspect his nose is wet (or as shiny) as a washcloth but such familiarities are not extended to strange dogs.

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Paul Cameron Brown
Willaloo

By E. A. P.


In the sad and sodden street,
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Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch