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Ezra Pound
Ezra Pound

The Encounter

The Encounter All the while they were talking the new morality Her eyes explored me. And when I rose to go Her fingers were like the tissue Of a Japanese paper napkin.

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Only A Sad Mistake

Only A Sad Mistake Only a blunder-a sad mistake; All my own fault and mine alone. The saddest error a heart can make; I was so young, or I would have known. Only his rare, swe…

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Claude Mckay
Claude Mckay

Baptism

Baptism Into the furnace let me go alone; Stay you without in terror of the heat. I will go naked in--for thus ''tis sweet-- Into the weird depths of the hottest zone. I will n…

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William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats

The Shadowy Waters: The Harp of Aengus

The Shadowy Waters: The Harp of Aengus Edain came out of Midhir's hill, and lay Beside young Aengus in his tower of glass, Where time is drowned in odour-laden winds And Druid…

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 02 - But only three in all God's universe

Sonnet 02 - But only three in all God's universe II But only three in all God's universe Have heard this word thou hast said,-Himself, beside Thee speaking, and me listening!…

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William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats

The Wanderings of Oisin: Book III

The Wanderings of Oisin: Book III Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our glances the tide; And tho…

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Langston Hughes
Langston Hughes

Me And The Mule

Me And The Mule My old mule, He's gota grin on his face. He's been a mule so long He's forgotten about his race. I'm like that old mule -- Black -- and don't give a damn! You…

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Robert Browning
Robert Browning

The Bishop Orders His Tomb At Saint Praxed's Church

The Bishop Orders His Tomb At Saint Praxed's Church Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, I know not! We…

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Duet

The Duet I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the tenor McKey Were singing together a blithe duet, And days it were better I should forget Came suddenly back to me, D…

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Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days

As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days AS I walk these broad, majestic days of peace, (For the war, the struggle of blood finish'd, wherein, O terrific Ideal! Against vast odds,…

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Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867

Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867 A SONG of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms--a song of the soil of fields. A song with the…

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Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Epigram, On The Braziers' Company Having Resolved To Present An Address

Epigram, On The Braziers' Company Having Resolved To Present An Address To Queen Caroline The braziers, it seems, are preparing to pass An address, and present it themselves al…

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Lord Byron
Lord Byron

To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead, As Young And Fair

To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead, As Young And Fair And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so rare, Too soon return'd to Earth!…

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John Keats
John Keats

To ****

To **** Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, O what wonders had been told Of thy lively countenance, And thy humid eyes that dance In the midst of their own brightness; In the very…

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John Clare
John Clare

What is Life?

What is Life? And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated dream. Its length? A minute's pause, a moment…

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Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling

Hymn to Physical Pain

Hymn to Physical Pain Dread Mother of Forgetfulness Who, when Thy reign begins, Wipest away the Soul's distress, And memory of her sins. The trusty Worm that dieth not-- The ste…

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Lord Byron
Lord Byron

There Be None of Beauty's Daughters

There Be None of Beauty's Daughters There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like Thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me: When, as if its sound wer…

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John Keats
John Keats

Fragment Of 'The Castle Builder.'

Fragment Of 'The Castle Builder.' To-night I'll have my friar -- let me think About my room, -- I'll have it in the pink; It should be rich and sombre, and the moon, Just in it…

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John Keats
John Keats

Two Sonnets. To Haydon, With A Sonnet Written On Seeing The Elgin Marbles

Two Sonnets. To Haydon, With A Sonnet Written On Seeing The Elgin Marbles I. Haydon! forgive me that I cannot speak Definitively of these mighty things; Forgive me, that I have…

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John Greenleaf Whittier
John Greenleaf Whittier

The Dead Ship Of Harpswell

The Dead Ship Of Harpswell What flecks the outer gray beyond The sundown's golden trail? The white flash of a sea-bird's wing, Or gleam of slanting sail? Let young eyes watch f…

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

If I Should Die

If I Should Die If I should die, how kind you all would grow! In that strange hour I would not have one foe. There are no words too beautiful to say Of one who goes forevermore…

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Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Versicles

Versicles I Read the 'Christabel'; Very well: I read the Missionary'; Pretty very I tried at Ilderim ; Ahem! I read a sheet of 'Marg'ret of Anjou'; Can you? I turn'd a page of…

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Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson

Ad Nepotem

Ad Nepotem O NEPOS, twice my neigh(b)our (since at home We're door by door, by Flora's temple dome; And in the country, still conjoined by fate, Behold our villas standing gate…

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

At an Old Drawer

At an Old Drawer Before this scarf was faded, What hours of mirth it knew; How gayly it paraded From smiling eyes to view. The days were tinged with glory, The nights too quick…

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