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My Super Man

In the dreams I dream
Only you visible in thee
My perfect human
With a pale skin you were handsomely made
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Maite Lemekwane

Maite Lemekwane
Fits And Befits

Ten rolling fingers
Few bold and straight
Rest not assured
With faith and fate.
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Debjani Chatterjee

Debjani Chatterjee
Crowd

visible, but don't have face
many heads but zero brains

their job is to blow their discouraging beams
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Yash Potbhare

Yash Potbhare
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
A Stone For A Heart

The Broken and The Hurt
Walking in the pavements
The whole body shakin'
Eyes in undecided movements
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Demetrius White

Demetrius White
Mystery

MYSTERY

Mystery is like a book
whose first and last pages
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Mohammad Younus

Mohammad Younus
Much In Little

Amid the iris and the rose,
The honeysuckle and the bay,
The wild earth for a moment goes
In dust or weed another way.
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Yvor Winters
Medusa

As drear and barren as the glooms of Death,
It lies, a windless land of livid dawns,
Nude to a desolate firmament, with hills
That seem the gibbous bones of the mummied Earth,
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Clark Ashton Smith
Shakespeare

Would that in body and spirit Shakespeare came
Visible emperor of the deeds of Time,
With Justice still the genius of his rhyme,
Giving each man his due, each passion grace,
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Vachel Lindsay

Vachel Lindsay
Prospice

Fear death?-to feel the fog in my throat,
The mist in my face,
When the snows begin, and the blasts denote
I am nearing the place,
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Non Es Meravelha S'eu Chan

Non es meravelha s'eu chan
melhs de nul autre chantador,
que plus me tra.l cors vas amor
el melhs sui faihz a so coman.
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Bernard De Ventadorn
An Address To The New Tay Bridge

Beautiful new railway bridge of the Silvery Tay,
With your strong brick piers and buttresses in so grand array,
And your thirteen central girders, which seem to my eye
Strong enough all windy storms to defy.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
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
To Arms!

World! to arms!
Do you shrink?
What! shrink when the hoofs of the Cossack are crushing
The bosom of mother, the tonsure of priest,
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Alfred Austin
An Asphodel

O dear sweet rosy
unattainable desire
...how sad, no way
to change the mad
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Allen Ginsberg
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,
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John Keats

John Keats
A Hidden Life

Proudly the youth, sudden with manhood crowned,
Went walking by his horses, the first time,
That morning, to the plough. No soldier gay
Feels at his side the throb of the gold hilt
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George Macdonald

George Macdonald
An Essay On Man: Epistle I.

THE DESIGN.

Having proposed to write some pieces on human life and manners, such as (to use my Lord Bacon's expression) come home to men's business and bosoms, I thought it more satisfactory to begin with considering man in the abstract, his nature and his state; since, to prove any moral duty, to enforce any moral precept, or to examine the perfection or imperfection of any creature whatsoever, it is necessary first to know what condition and relation it is placed in, and what is the proper end and purpose of its being.

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Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope
Humanitad

It is full winter now: the trees are bare,
Save where the cattle huddle from the cold
Beneath the pine, for it doth never wear
The autumn's gaudy livery whose gold
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Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde
To Live

We both have our hands to give
Take mine I shall lead you afar

I have lived several times my face hasw changed
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Paul Eluard
Christmas Eve

I

Out of the little chapel I burst
Into the fresh night-air again.
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
A Forest Hymn

The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned
To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave,
And spread the roof above them,-ere he framed
The lofty vault, to gather and roll back
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William Cullen Bryant

William Cullen Bryant
Quan L'herba Fresqu'el.h Folha

Can l'erba fresch'e.lh folha par
e la flors boton'el verjan
e.l rossinhols autet e clar
leva sa vots e mou so chan,
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Bernard De Ventadorn
At Sea Off The Isle Of Man

Bold words affirmed, in days when faith was strong
And doubts and scruples seldom teased the brain,
That no adventurer's bark had power to gain
These shores if he approached them bent on wrong;
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
You Were The Sort That Men Forget

You were the sort that men forget;
Though I - not yet! -
Perhaps not ever. Your slighted weakness
Adds to the strength of my regret!
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Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy
The Lovers' Walk

Sweet twining hedgeflowers wind-stirred in no wise
On this June day; and hand that clings in hand:-
Still glades; and meeting faces scarcely fann'd:-
An osier-odoured stream that draws the skies
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Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Dante Gabriel Rossetti
The Princes' Quest - Part The Fifth

So, being risen, the Prince in brief while went
Forth to the market-place, where babblement
Of them that bought and them that sold was one
Of many sounds in murmurous union-
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William Watson
The Imaginary Iceberg

We'd rather have the iceberg than the ship,
although it meant the end of travel.
Although it stood stock-still like cloudy rock
and all the sea were moving marble.
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Elizabeth Bishop
The Hamadryad

RHAICOS was born amid the hills wherefrom
Gnidos the light of Caria is discernĂ¢??d
And small are the white-crested that play near,
And smaller onward are the purple waves.
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Walter Savage Landor

Walter Savage Landor
To Me At My Fifth-floor Window

To me at my fifth-floor window
The chimney-pots in rows
Are sets of pipes pandean
For every wind that blows;
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William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley
Hyperion: Book I

Deep in the shady sadness of a vale
Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn,
Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star,
Sat gray-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone,
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John Keats

John Keats
Veni Seer

Come, Holy Spirit,
bending or not bending the grasses,
appearing or not above our heads in a tongue of flame,
at hay harvest or when they plough in the orchards,
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Czeslaw Milosz
English Hills

O that I were
Where breaks the pure cold light
On English hills,
And peewits rising cry,
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John Freeman
A Mood Of Pavlowa

The soul of the Spring through its body of earth
Bursts in a bloom of fire,
And the crocuses come in a rainbow riot of mirth….
They flutter, they burn, they take wing, they
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
The Shrine

For them we have builded a temple
To stand as a visible sign.
For them we have builded a temple,
And set in its great heart a shrine.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
To My Quick Ear The Leaves'conferred

891

To my quick ear the Leaves-conferred-
The Bushes-they were Bells-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
In Arcady

I remember, when a child,
How within the April wild
Once I walked with Mystery
In the groves of Arcady....
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Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein
O Living Always--always Dying

O LIVING always--always dying!
O the burials of me, past and present!
O me, while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious as ever!
O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not--I am content;)
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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
A Dream Of Oblivion

The day of time was darkening to its end:
The sun hung chill within the blackened noon,
Its splendors one with night. Form planetrs doomed
The wail of death to empty silence rose.
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Clark Ashton Smith
The Garden

Hiding under the hill,
Heavy with trailing robes and tangled veils of green,
Till only its little haggard face was visible,
The garden lay shy and wistful,
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Harriet Monroe

Harriet Monroe
Light

First-born of the creating Voice!
Minister of God's Spirit, who wast sent
Waiting upon him first, what time he went
Moving about mid the tumultuous noise
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George Macdonald

George Macdonald
The Makers

Who can remember back to the first poets,
The greatest ones, greater even than Orpheus?
No one has remembered that far back
Or now considers, among the artifacts,
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Howard Nemerov
Stars Over The Dordogne

Stars are dropping thick as stones into the twiggy
Picket of trees whose silhouette is darker
Than the dark of the sky because it is quite starless.
The woods are a well. The stars drop silently.
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Sylvia Plath
I Know An Aged Man Constrained To Dwell

I know an aged Man constrained to dwell
In a large house of public charity,
Where he abides, as in a Prisoner's cell,
With numbers near, alas! no company.
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Epilogue

Between the wave-ridge and the strand
I let you forth in sight of land,
Songs that with storm-crossed wings and eyes
Strain eastward till the darkness dies;
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Algernon Charles Swinburne

Algernon Charles Swinburne
Cemetery

Who whispers here is forgotten.

Saliva's emptiest fruit
adorns the stones,
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Bill Knott
Lament

<i>To the memory of my mother</i>

And now she has over her head brown clouds of roots
a slim lily of salt on the temples beads of sand
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Zbigniew Herbert
Visitors

They haunt me, they tease me with hinted
Withheld revelations,
The songs that I may not utter;
They lead me, they flatter, they woo me.
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
The Princes' Quest - Part The Third

So without rest or tarriance all that night,
Until the world was blear with coming light,
Forth fared the princely fugitive, nor stayed
His wearied feet till morn returning made
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William Watson