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War Song

By: John Davidson

Poetry

Excerpt: IN anguish we uplift // A new unhallowed song: // The race is to the swift; // The battle to the strong. // Of old it was ordained // That we, in packs like curs, // Some thirty million trained // And licensed murderers, // In crime should live and act, // If cunning folk say sooth // Who flay the naked fact // And carve the heart of truth. // The rulers cry aloud, // We cannot cancel war, // The end and bloody shroud // Of wrongs the worst abhor, // And order's...

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Song of a Train

By: John Davidson

Poetry

Excerpt: A MONSTER taught // To come to hand // Amain, // As swift as thought // Across the land // The train. // The song it sings // Has an iron sound; // Its iron wings // Like wheels go round. // Crash under bridges, // Flash over ridges, // And vault the downs; // The road is straight - // Nor stile, nor gate; // For milestones - towns! // Voluminous, vanishing, white, // The steam plume trails; // Parallel streaks of light, // THe polished rails. // Oh, who can fol...

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A Runnable Stag

By: John Davidson

Poetry

Excerpt: WHEN the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, // And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, // We harbour'd a stag in the Priory coomb, // And we feather'd his trail up-wind, up-wind, // We feather'd his trail up-wind- // A stag of warrant, a stag, a stag, // A runnable stag, a kingly crop, // Brow, bay and tray and three on top, // A stag, a runnable stag. // Then the huntsman's horn rang yap, yap yap, // And 'Forwards' we heard the harbourer shout; // But 'twa...

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Aubade

By: William Davenant

Poetry

Excerpt: The lark now leaves his wat'ry nest, // And climbing shakes his dewy wings. // He takes this window for the East, // And to implore your light he sings- // Awake, awake! the morn will never rise // Till she can dress her beauty at your eyes. // The merchant bows unto the seaman's star, // The ploughman from the sun his season takes; // But still the lover wonders what they are // Who look for day before his mistress wakes. // Awake, awake! break thro' your veils...

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It Is Not Beauty I Demand

By: George Darley

Poetry

Excerpt: IT is not Beauty I demand, // A crystal brow, the moon's despair, // Nor the snow's daughter, a white hand, // Nor mermaid's yellow pride of hair. // Tell me not of your starry eyes, // Your lips that seem on roses fed, // Your breasts where Cupid trembling lies, // Nor sleeps for kissing of his bed. // A bloomy pair of vermeil cheeks, // Like Hebe's in her ruddiest hours, // A breath that softer music speaks // Than summer winds a-wooing flowers. // These are b...

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The Face on the Barroom Floor

By: Hugh Antoine D'Arcy

Poetry

Excerpt: TWAS a balmy summer evening, and a goodly crowd was there, // Which well-nigh filled Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square; // And as songs and witty stories came through the open door, // A vagabond crept slowly in and posed upon the floor. // Where did it come from? someone said. The wind has blown it in. // What does it want? another cried. Some whiskey, rum or gin? // Here, Toby, sic 'em, if your stomach's equal to the work - // I wouldn't touch him wi...

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Delia

By: Samuel Daniel

Poetry

Excerpt: When men shall find thy flower, thy glory pass, // And thou with carefull brow sitting alone, // Received hast this message from thy glass, // That tells thee truth, and says that all is gone, // Fresh shalt thou see in me the wounds thou madest; // Though spent thy flame, in me the heat remaining. // I that have lov'd thee thus before thou fadest, // My faith shall wax, when thou art in thy waning. // The world shall find this miracle in me, // That fire can bu...

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Delia

By: Samuel Daniel

Poetry

Excerpt: If Beauty thus be clouded with a frown, // That pity shines no comfort to my bliss, // And vapors of disdain so overfrown, // That my life's light thus wholy darken'd is, // Why should I more molest the world with cries, // The air with sighs, the earth below with tears? // Since I live hateful to those ruthless eyes, // Vexing with untun'd moan her dainty ears; // If I have lov'd her dearer than my breath, // My breath that calls the heav'ns to witness it, // A...

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Delia

By: Samuel Daniel

Poetry

Excerpt: Unto the boundless Ocean of thy beauty // Runs this poor river, charg'd with streams of zeal: // Returning thee the tribute of my duty, // Which here my love, my youth, my plaints reveal. // Here I unclasp the book of my charg'd soul, // Where I have cast th'accounts of all my care: // Here have I summ'd my sighs, here I enroll // How they were spent for thee; look what they are. // Look on the dear expences of my youth, // And see how just I reckon with thine e...

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Love Is a Sickness

By: Samuel Daniel

Poetry

Excerpt: LOVE is a sickness full of woes, // All remedies refusing; // A plant that with most cutting grows, // Most barren with best using. // Why so? // More we enjoy it, more it dies; // If not enjoyed, sighing cries // Heigh Ho! // Love is a torment of the mind, // A tempest everlasting; // And Jove hath made it of a kind // Not well, nor full, nor fasting. // Why so? // More we enjoy it, more it dies; // If not enjoyed, sighing cries // Heigh Ho! // Samuel Daniel //...

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The Pleasure Boat

By: Richard Henry Dana

Poetry

Excerpt: I. // COME, hoist the sail, the fast let go! // They're seated all aboard. // Wave chases wave in easy flow: // The bay is fair and broad. // II. // The ripples lightly tap the boat. // Loose!-Give her to the wind! // She flies ahead:-They're all afloat: // The strand is far behind. // III. // No danger reach so fair a crew! // Thou goddess of the foam, // I'll pay thee ever worship due, // If thou wilt bring them home. // IV. // Fair ladies, fairer than the spr...

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The Sheep and the Bramble-Bush

By: John Cunningham

Poetry

Excerpt: A THICK-TWISTED brake, in the time of a storm, // Seem'd kindly to cover a sheep: // So snug, for a while, he lay shelter'd and warm, // It quietly sooth'd him asleep. // The clouds are now scatter'd-the winds are at peace, // The sheep to his pasture inclin'd; // But ah! the fell thicket lays hold of his fleece, // His coat is left forfeit behind. // My friend, who the thicket of law never try'd, // Consider before you get in; // Tho' judgment and sentence are ...

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A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea

By: Allan Cunningham

Poetry

Excerpt: A WET sheet and a flowing sea, // A wind that follows fast, // And fills the white and rustling sail, // And bends the gallant mast- // And bends the gallant mast, my boys, // While, like the eagle free, // Away the good ship flies, and leaves // Old England on the lee. // O for a soft and gentle mind! // I heard a fair one cry; // But give to me the snoring breeze // And white waves heaving high- // And white waves heaving high, my boys, // The good ship tight ...

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Collected Works of E. E. Cummings

By: E. E. Cummings

Poetry

Excerpt: If freckles were lovely, and day was night, // And measles were nice and a lie warn't a lie, // Life would be delight,- // But things couldn't go right // For in such a sad plight // I wouldn't be I. // If earth was heaven and now was hence, // And past was present, and false was true, // There might be some sense // But I'd be in suspense // For on such a pretense // You wouldn't be you. // If fear was plucky, and globes were square, // And dirt was cleanly and...

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Betwixt New Loves and Newer Loves

By: Gerald Crow

Poetry

Excerpt: Betwixt new loves and newer loves // Have me not utterly out of mind, // While yet to common praise unfurled // The banner of your beauty moves, // And I am dust upon the wind // That blows my name about the world. // Remember how to-night I crept // Into your bed as lovers do, // And trafficed not with love, but laid // My body by your body and wept // Because of shame at making you // So light a thing as others made.

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The Lily Bed

By: Isabella Valancy Crawford

Poetry

Excerpt: HIS cedar paddle, scented, red, // He thrust down through the lily bed; // Cloaked in a golden pause he lay, // Locked in the arms of the placid bay. // Trembled alone his bark canoe // As shocks of bursting lilies flew // Thro' the still crystal of the tide, // And smote the frail boat's birchen side; // Or, when beside the sedges thin // Rose the sharp silver of a fin; // Or when, a wizard swift and cold, // A dragon-fly beat on in gold // And jewels all the w...

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A Hymn of the Nativity, Sung by the Shepherds

By: Richard Crashaw

Poetry

Excerpt: Chorus. // COME we shepherds who have seen // Day's king deposed by Night's queen. // Come lift we up our lofty song, // To wake the Sun that sleeps too long. // He in this our general joy, // Slept, and dreamt of no such thing // While we found out the fair-ey'd boy, // And kissed the cradle of our king; // Tell him he rises now too late, // To show us aught worth looking at. // Tell him we now can show him more // Than he e'er show'd to mortal sight, // Than h...

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Out of Catallus

By: Richard Crashaw

Poetry

Excerpt: COME and let us live my Dear, // Let us love and never fear, // What the sourest Fathers say: // Brightest Sol that dies today // Lives again as blithe tomorrow, // But if we dark sons of sorrow // Set; o then, how long a Night // Shuts the Eyes of our short light! // Then let amorous kisses dwell // On our lips, begin to tell // A Thousand, and a Hundred, score // An Hundred, and a Thousand more, // Till another Thousand smother // That, and that wipe off anoth...

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Dirge

By: Adelaide Crapsey

Poetry

Excerpt: NEVER the nightingale, // Oh, my dear, // Never again the lark // Thou wilt hear; // Though dusk and the morning still // Tap at thy window-sill, // Though ever love call and call // Thou wilt not hear at all, // My dear, my dear. // Adelaide Crapsey // The Lonely Death // IN the cold I will rise, I will bathe // In waters of ice; myself // Will shiver, and shrive myself, // Alone in the dawn, and anoint // Forehead and feet and hands; // I will shutter the wind...

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Legends

By: Stephen Crane

Poetry

Excerpt: A MAN builded a bugle for the storms to blow. // The focused winds hurled him afar. // He said that the instrument was a failure. // II // When the suicide arrived at the sky, the people there asked him: Why? // He replied: Because no one admired me. // III // A man said: Thou tree! // The tree answered with the same scorn: Thou man! // Thou art greater than I only in thy possibilities. // IV // A warrior stood upon a peak and defied the stars. // A little magpi...

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