YEARN POEMS
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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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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.
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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
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
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
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
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.
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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.
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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.
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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
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.
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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
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
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
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.
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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
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
Cui Bono
1.
Why should we care for storms that rave and rend,
Safe at our household hearth?
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Ada Cambridge
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.
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Henry Kendall
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 !
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Charlotte Brontë