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Low-tide

These wet rocks where the tide has been,
Barnacled white and weeded brown
And slimed beneath to a beautiful green,
These wet rocks where the tide went down
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Memories

Do memories last forever?
This thought runs through the mind of thinkers.
Memories are destined to fade,
But your most important memories,
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Borklo Solomon

Borklo Solomon
The House Of Fame

BOOK I Incipit liber primus.

God turne us every dreem to gode!
For hit is wonder, be the rode,
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Geoffrey Chaucer

Geoffrey Chaucer
I Don't Like It I Love It

Getting a chance today
This time around i'll play
I'm batting at number four
I cant fail,i must score
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Llewellyn Douglas

Llewellyn Douglas
New Dawn

Night frawns on our hope and belongings,
And left us hopeless and stranded.
New dawn renews our hope,
And makes all new and beautiful.
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Borklo Solomon

Borklo Solomon
Love

Love oh love,
You are sweeter than honey.
You make things easy without money;
Everything smiles at where there is love
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Borklo Solomon

Borklo Solomon
Before Our Freedom

In the dungeons of untrue liberty, we were laid,
Chains of inhumanness clustered our treasured feet,
Good tidings they preached, to us, roes we weet,
“Static efforts that puzzled fettered minds”, I said,
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Chibueze Osukwu

Chibueze Osukwu
From The Bridge

Held and thrilled by the vision
I stood, as the twilight died,
Where the great bridge soars like a song
Over the crawling tide-
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
I Still See You In My Dreams

I still see you in my dreams with your angel face in your beautiful white dress, smiling like a queen.

It was the most beautiful day of my dreams that I've ever seen.

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Saïdo Beno

Saïdo Beno
Breathe Slowly

O beloved,
come, let's do something,
let's read the lines of our fate,
come, let's do something.
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Pallavi Deepchand

Pallavi Deepchand
Song At Sunset

Splendor of ended day, floating and filling me!
Hour prophetic-hour resuming the past!
Inflating my throat-you, divine average!
You, Earth and Life, till the last ray gleams, I sing.
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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
Moments

Time stopped in a single moment,
Once you gave me hand in my hand,
Now I will go wherever you would go,
I will be on your right side,
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Pallavi Deepchand

Pallavi Deepchand
The Divine Comedy By Dante: The Vision Of Hell, Or The Inferno: Canto Xix

Woe to thee, Simon Magus! woe to you,
His wretched followers! who the things of God,
Which should be wedded unto goodness, them,
Rapacious as ye are, do prostitute
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Dante Alighieri
Signs

It's “be a good boy, Willie,”
And it's “run away and play,
For Santa Claus is coming
With his reindeer and his sleigh.”
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Adventure

Out of the wood my White Knight came:
His eyes were bright with a bitter flame,
As I clung to his stirrup leather;
For I was only a dreaming lad,
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Young Fellow My Lad

“Where are you going, Young Fellow My Lad,
On this glittering morn of May?”
“I'm going to join the Colours, Dad;
They're looking for men, they say.”
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Ations

If we meet and I say, 'Hi,'
That's a salutation.
If you ask me how I feel,
That's a consideration.
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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
The End Of The Trail

Life, you've been mighty good to me,
Yet here's the end of the trail;
No more mountain, moor and sea,
No more saddle and sail.
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Robert William Service
Euphoric Thirst.

Nine months in my mother's womb was the most wonderful phase of her life, And my first step into the unknown then- Was the most beautiful moment she cherished; Unawareness and uncertainties my future held- Yet she did all that she could do to make it bright and beautiful. But only if dreams could turn into reality, I would have been a better child to her then;
I shattered her hopes and dreams- Compelled her to walk the path of guilt and shame, And now she only
sits wondering, where she went wrong, That transformed me to a person who now hardly remembers Mother's sweet songs.
Importance of my life has vanished, In the fog of wants and selfishness- Getting high and getting my kicks, Are the things that I now only embrace; I steal, I cheat and manipulate, Just to get the substance of my choice, I do weird and unsocial acts- Just to satisfy my Euphoric Thirst.
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Saraldeep Tamang

Saraldeep Tamang
Woman - A Super Power

A woman gives us life,
A girl, lady and a wonderful wife.
She has some magical power,
To get things ready at the right hour.
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Priyadarshini Goel

Priyadarshini Goel
The Wings Of Love

I will row my boat on Muckross Lake when the grey of the dove
Comes down at the end of the day; and a quiet like prayer
Grows soft in your eyes, and among your fluttering hair
The red of the sun is mixed with the red of your cheek.
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James H. Cousins
Nostalgia

Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult.
You always wore brown, the color craze of the decade,
and I was draped in one of those capes that were popular,
the ones with unicorns and pomegranates in needlework.
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Billy Collins
Er Commercio Libbero (the Free Trade)

Be'? So' pputtana, venno la mi' pelle:
Fo la miggnotta, si, sto ar cancelletto:
Lo pijo in quello largo e in quello stretto:
C'è gnent'antro da dì? Che cose belle!
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Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
Who Needs School?

In the future, fifteen years from now,
This won't matter,
My name carved into that desk will just be a carving,
And the pot-bellied children will still be starving.
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Hannah Ashwin

Hannah Ashwin
It Was The Lovely Moon

It was the lovely moon--she lifted
Slowly her white brow among
Bronze cloud-waves that ebbed and drifted
Faintly, faintlier afar.
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John Frederick Freeman
David To Bathsheba

Very red are the roses of Sharon,
But redder thy mouth,
There is nard, there is myrrh, in En Gedi,
From the uplands of Lebanon, heavy
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
Climbing

High up in the apple tree climbing I go,
With the sky above me, the earth below.
Each branch is the step of a wonderful stair
Which leads to the town I see shining up there.
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Introduction: Pippa Passes

New Year's Day at Asolo in the Trevisan


Scene.-
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
The Hunting Of The Snark

Dedication

Inscribed to a dear Child:
in memory of golden summer hours
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Lewis Carroll

Lewis Carroll
Worms

Worms finer for fishing you couldn't be wishing;
I delved them dismayed from the velvety sod;
The rich loam upturning I gathered them squirming,
big, fat, gleamy earthworms, all ripe for my rod.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
The Little Jumping Girls.

Jump jump jump
Jump away
From this town into
The next, to-day.
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Kate Greenaway
Heyoka Wacipee, The Giant's Dance

The night-sun sails in his gold canoe,
The spirits walk in the realms of air
With their glowing faces and flaming hair,
And the shrill, chill winds o'er the prairies blow.
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Hanford Lennox Gordon
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin

A Child's Story

Hamelin Town's in Brunswick,
By famous Hanover city;
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
An Afternoon

I am stirred by the dream of an afternoon
Of a perfect day-though it was not June;
The lilt of winds, and the droning tune
That a busy city was humming.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Baby Sitter

From torrid heat to frigid cold
I've rovered land and sea;
And now, with halting heart I hold
My grandchild on my knee:
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Power

The mighty sound of forests murmuring
In answer to the dread command;
The stars that shudder when their king
extends his hand,
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Aleister Crowley

Aleister Crowley
The Sleet

Regal the earth seems with diamonds today,
Gemming all nature in blazing array;
A picture more fairy-like never could be
Than this wonderful icicle filigree.
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Nannie R. Glass
My Proud Pa

I'SPOSE the big head bendin' over my crib
Is my Pa.
I 'spose that wiseacre whose talk is so glib
Is my Pa.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Sea-shore Memories

OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking,
Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle,
Out of the Ninth-month midnight,
Over the sterile sands, and the fields beyond, where the child,
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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
The Ants

What wonder strikes the curious, while he views
The black ant's city, by a rotten tree,
Or woodland bank! In ignorance we muse:
Pausing, annoyed,--we know not what we see,
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John Clare

John Clare
In The Streets Of Catania

All that was beautiful and just,
All that was pure and sad
Went in one little, moving plot of dust
The world called bad.
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Roger Casement

Roger Casement
Tamar

I
A night the half-moon was like a dancing-girl,
No, like a drunkard's last half-dollar
Shoved on the polished bar of the eastern hill-range,
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Robinson Jeffers
Under The Oak

You, if you were sensible,
When I tell you the stars flash signals, each one dreadful,
You would not turn and answer me
“The night is wonderful.”
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D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence
Out Of The Cradle Endlessly Rocking

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Out of the cradle endlessly rocking,
Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle,
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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
The Travelers

Away from the city, away from the crowd,
Two comrades in sorrow traversed hill and dale;
The gloom of their hearts did their faces enshroud,
And clouds of distress only seemed to prevail.
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Nannie R. Glass
Rubens

Here you are, grand old sensualist!
And here are the three goddesses
displaying their charms to Paris.
It was all one to you &mdash goddesses, saints, court ladies &mdash
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Harriet Monroe

Harriet Monroe
Frida

Frida, I knew that thy life-years were counted.
If but before thee a lifting thought mounted,
Upward thy gaze turned all wistful to view it,
As wouldst thou pursue it.
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Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
An Alphabet

A is the Alphabet, A at its head;
A is an Antelope, agile to run.
B is the Baker Boy bringing the bread,
Or black Bear and brown Bear, both begging for bun.
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
Beyond Kerguelen

DOWN in the South, by the waste without sail on itâ??
Far from the zone of the blossom and treeâ??
Lieth, with winter and whirlwind and wail on it,
Ghost of a land by the ghost of a sea.
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Henry Kendall
Ballad

A WONDERFUL age
Is now on the stage:
I'll sing you a song, if I can,
How modern Whigs,
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Jonathan Swift

Jonathan Swift