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Sonnet 44 - Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers
Sonnet 44 - Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers XLIV Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers Plucked in the garden, all the summer through And winter, and it seemed…
Gods
Gods The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelves While the people Are afraid. Yet the ivory gods, And the ebony g…
The Mountain Village
The Mountain Village "THE mountain village was destroy'd; But see how soon is fill'd the void! Shingles and boards, as by magic arise, The babe in his cradle and swaddling-clot…
Reluctance
Reluctance Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and descended; I have come by the hig…
Resurrection
Resurrection Wake up You captives of hunger, arise. You harassed, down-trodden masses, Spell thunder at the oppressors - The stirred voices of the sufferers cry. A new world r…
Sonnet To The Nile
Sonnet To The Nile Son of the old Moon-mountains African! Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile! We call thee fruitful, and that very while A desert fills our seeing's inward span…
Light Of Love
Light Of Love Joy stayed with me a night -- Young and free and fair -- And in the morning light He left me there. Then Sorrow came to stay, And lay upon my breast He walked wi…
The Princess: A Medley: Thy Voice is Heard
The Princess: A Medley: Thy Voice is Heard Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, That beat to battle where he stands; Thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to…
Song of Myself, XI
Song of Myself, XI Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore, Twenty-eight young men and all so friendly; Twenty-eight years of womanly life and all so lonesome. She owns the…
Coda
Coda O My songs, Why do you look so eagerly and so curiously into people's faces, Will you find your lost dead among them?
The Ballad Of The Foxhunter
The Ballad Of The Foxhunter 'Lay me in a cushioned chair; Carry me, ye four, With cushions here and cushions there, To see the world once more. 'To stable and to kennel go; Br…
Years Of The Modern
Years Of The Modern YEARS of the modern! years of the unperform'd! Your horizon rises--I see it parting away for more august dramas; I see not America only--I see not only Libe…
Balin and Balan
Balin and Balan Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered tributary, failed of late To send his tribute; wherefore…
Contentment
Contentment If any line that I ever penned, Or any word I have spoken, Has comforted heart of foe or friend In any way, why my life, I'll say, Has reaped the reward of labour,…
To Mr. Murray (Strahan, Tonson Lintot Of The Times)
To Mr. Murray (Strahan, Tonson Lintot Of The Times) Strahan, Tonson Lintot of the times, Patron and publisher of rhymes, For thee the bard up Pindus climbs, My Murray. To thee…
Wedding Night
Wedding Night Far from the feasting, in the bedroom Sits loyal Amor and quakes with dread: What if the guests become too zestful, Break the peace of the bridal bed? A mystical…
Lord Lundy
Lord Lundy Who was too Freely Moved to Tears, and thereby ruined his Political Career Lord Lundy from his earliest years Was far too freely moved to Tears. For instance if his…
Ballade Of A Great Weariness
Ballade Of A Great Weariness There's little to have but the things I had, There's little to bear but the things I bore. There's nothing to carry and naught to add, And glory to…
My Rival
My Rival I go to concert, party, ball -- What profit is in these? I sit alone against the wall And strive to look at ease. The incense that is mine by right They burn before her…
Africa
Africa The sun sought thy dim bed and brought forth light, The sciences were sucklings at thy breast; When all the world was young in pregnant night Thy slaves toiled at thy mo…
Loss And Gain
Loss And Gain When I compare What I have lost with what I have gained, What I have missed with what attained, Little room do I find for pride. I am aware How many days have b…
Souvenirs Of Democracy
Souvenirs Of Democracy THE business man, the acquirer vast, After assiduous years, surveying results, preparing for departure, Devises houses and lands to his children--bequeat…
Decay
Decay O Poesy is on the wane, For Fancy's visions all unfitting; I hardly know her face again, Nature herself seems on the flitting. The fields grow old and common things, The…
Stream And Sun At Glendalough
Stream And Sun At Glendalough THROUGH intricate motions ran Stream and gliding sun And all my heart seemed gay: Some stupid thing that I had done Made my attention stray. Repen…