YEARN POEMS

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I Want To Be Sane Again

I am a condemned
untamed wacky aberrant lunatic
I went berserk
I took leave of reasoning
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Michael Aete

Michael Aete
Not Perfect

I'm not full of answers
Nor full of questions
I sense what my heart follows
Maybe I take suggestions
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Az Mo

Az Mo
Locksley Hall Sixty Years After

Late, my grandson! half the morning have I paced these sandy tracts,
Watch'd again the hollow ridges roaring into cataracts,

Wander'd back to living boyhood while I heard the curlews call,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Lay Of The Laborer

A spade! a rake! a hoe!
A pickaxe, or a bill!
A hook to reap, or a scythe to mow,
A flail, or what ye willâ??
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Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
The Bride-soul

When will that day dawn, Mother;
When the One I took birth for
Holds me to His heart with deathless love?
I long for the bliss of divine union.
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Kabir

Kabir
Guesses

Was it a chance that made her pause
One moment at the opened door,
Pale where she stood so flushed before
As one a spirit overawes:-
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
Yearning

My body crave for love
like a beautiful coloured dove
My heart yearn without end
and all years, I pretend
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Ojingiri Hannah

Ojingiri Hannah
By Mead And Marsh And Sandhill Clad With Bent

By mead and marsh and sandhill clad with bent,
Soothed by the wistful musings of the wind
That in scarce listening ears are mildly dinned,
On plods the traveller till the day be spent,
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Thomas Runciman
The Song Of The Soldier-born

Give me the scorn of the stars and a peak defiant;
Wail of the pines and a wind with the shout of a giant;
Night and a trail unknown and a heart reliant.

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Robert Service

Robert Service
A Hymn

AFTER READING 'LEAD, KINDLY LIGHT.'

Lead gently, Lord, and slow,
For oh, my steps are weak,
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
For The King

Northern Mexico, 1640


As you look from the plaza at Leon west
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Bret Harte

Bret Harte
Heimweh

I dwell in a region of valleys fair,
Of stately forests and mountains bold,
Of churches filled with treasures rare,
And storied castles centuries old;
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John L. Stoddard

John L. Stoddard
Pink And Blues

Pink And Blues

Since the day she was born
In pink she was adorn
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Jumana Multan

Jumana Multan
Recollections

DO you remember all the sunny places,
Where in bright days, long past, we played together?
Do you remember all the old home faces
That gathered round the hearth in wintry weather?
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Omega

WRAPT in fancy by a river,
That flows onward ever, ever,
Down I sat me while the moon
In her fairest vesture shoneâ??
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Joseph Skipsey
The Old Gentleman With The Amber Snuff-box

_The old gentleman, tapping his amber snuff-box
(A heart-shaped snuff-box with a golden clasp)
Stared at the dying fire. 'I'd like them all
To understand, when I am gone,' he muttered.
.....
Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
The Song Of The Chattahoochee.

Out of the hills of Habersham,
Down the valleys of Hall,
I hurry amain to reach the plain,
Run the rapid and leap the fall,
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Sidney Lanier

Sidney Lanier
Thoughts: Mahomed Akram

If some day this body of mine were burned
(It found no favour alas! with you)
And the ashes scattered abroad, unurned,
Would Love die also, would Thought die too?
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Laurence Hope (adela Florence Cory Nicolson)
To Bayard Taylor

To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height,
O'erseeing all that man but undersees;
To loiter down lone alleys of delight,
And hear the beating of the hearts of trees,
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Sidney Lanier

Sidney Lanier
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

Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The Lily-pond

Some fairy spirit with his wand,
I think, has hovered o'er the dell,
And spread this film upon the pond,
And touched it with this drowsy spell.
.....
George Parsons Lathrop

George Parsons Lathrop
All Lovely Things

All lovely things will have an ending,
All lovely things will fade and die,
And youth, that's now so bravely spending,
Will beg a penny by and by.
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Conrad Aiken

Conrad Aiken
Camma

(To Ellen Terry)

As one who poring on a Grecian urn
Scans the fair shapes some Attic hand hath made,
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Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde
Voyaging

for Maxime du Camp

I.

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Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire
Gipsy

The poppies that in Spring I sow,
In rings of radiance gleam and glow,
Like lords and ladies gay.
A joy are they to dream beside,
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Eros

Bright thro' the valley gallops the brooklet;
Over the welkin travels the cloud;
Touch'd by the zephyr, dances the harebell;
Cuckoo sits somewhere, singing so loud;
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Coventry Patmore

Coventry Patmore
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 01: As Evening Falls

As evening falls,
And the yellow lights leap one by one
Along high walls;
And along black streets that glisten as if with rain,
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Conrad Aiken

Conrad Aiken
My Sister's Sleep

She fell asleep on Christmas Eve:
At length the long-ungranted shade
Of weary eyelids overweigh'd
The pain nought else might yet relieve.
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Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Dante Gabriel Rossetti
A Later Alexandrian

An inspiration caught from dubious hues
Filled him, and mystic wrynesses he chased;
For they lead farther than the single-faced,
Wave subtler promise when desire pursues.
.....
George Meredith

George Meredith
The Bride

The little white bride is left alone
With him, her lord; the guests have gone;
The festal hall is dim.
No jesting now, nor answering mirth.
.....

John Charles Mcneill
Changed Voices

Last night the seawind was to me
A metaphor of liberty,
And every wave along the beach
A starlit music seemed to be.
.....

William Watson
Today Is Sunday

Today is Sunday.
For the first time they took me out into the sun today.
And for the first time in my life I was aghast
that the sky is so far away
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Nazim Hikmet
Frederic

(Time Night. Scene the woods.)


Where shall I turn me? whither shall I bend
.....
Robert Southey

Robert Southey
Miss Killmansegg And Her Precious Leg. A Legend

â??Who hath not felt that breath in the air,
A perfume and freshness strange and rare,
A warmth in the light, and a bliss everywhere,
When young hearts yearn together?
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Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
June

Long, long ago, it seems, this summer morn
That pale-browed April passed with pensive tread
Through the frore woods, and from its frost-bound bed
Woke the arbutus with her silver horn;
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Archibald Lampman
To The West Wind

O West, how fragrant breathes thy gentle air,
Spikenard and aloes on thy pinions glide.
Thou blow'st from spicy chambers, not from there
Where angry winds and tempests fierce abide.
.....
Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
A Meditation

How often in the years that close,
When truce had stilled the sieging gun,
The soldiers, mounting on their works,
With mutual curious glance have run
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Herman Melville

Herman Melville
John Marr And Other Sailors

Since as in night's deck-watch ye show,
Why, lads, so silent here to me,
Your watchmate of times long ago?
Once, for all the darkling sea,
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Herman Melville

Herman Melville
Tiresias

I wish I were as in the years of old
While yet the blessed daylight made itself
Ruddy thro' both the roofs of sight, and woke
These eyes, now dull, but then so keen to seek
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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Pagett, M.p.

The toad beneath the harrow knows
Exactly where eath tooth-point goes.
The butterfly upon the road
Preaches contentment to that toad.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Naulahka

There was a strife 'twixt man and maid--
Oh, that was at the birth of time!
But what befell 'twixt man and maid,
Oh, that's beyond the grip of rhyme.
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
With Dickens

In Windsor Terrace, number four,
Iâ??ve taken my abodeâ??
A little crescent from the street,
A bight from City Road;
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Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson
Night

The night is young yet; an enchanted night
In early summer: calm and darkly bright.

I love the Night, and every little breeze
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Victor James Daley
I Cannot Love Thee!

I CANNOT love thee, tho' thy soul
Be one which all good thoughts control;
Altho' thy eyes be starry bright,
And the gleams of golden light
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Cui Bono

1.

Why should we care for storms that rave and rend,
Safe at our household hearth?
.....

Ada Cambridge
Pastorals

I

How sweet on sunny afternoons,
For those who journey light and well,
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George Meredith

George Meredith
Human Life-s Mystery

We sow the glebe, we reap the corn,
We build the house where we may rest,
And then, at moments, suddenly,
We look up to the great wide sky,
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Geraldine

My head is filled with olden rhymes beside this moaning sea,
But many and many a day has gone since I was dear to thee!
I know my passion fades away, and therefore oft regret
That some who love indeed can part and in the years forget.
.....

Henry Kendall
Ode To The Moon

I

Mother of light! how fairly dost thou go
Over those hoary crests, divinely led!â??
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Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
Mementos

ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves
Of cabinets, shut up for years,
What a strange task we've set ourselves !
How still the lonely room appears !
.....

Charlotte Brontë