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Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling

The Last Chantey

The Last Chantey "~And there was no more sea.~" Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim Calling to the Angels and the Souls in their degree: "Lo! Earth has passed awa…

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Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Lord Tennyson

You Ask Me, Why, Tho' Ill at Ease

You Ask Me, Why, Tho' Ill at Ease You ask me, why, tho' ill at ease, Within this region I subsist, Whose spirits falter in the mist, And languish for the purple seas. It is t…

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A Gleam of Sunshine

A Gleam of Sunshine This is the place. Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy Past The forms that once have been. The Past and Present he…

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Sarojini Naidu
Sarojini Naidu

The Bangle Sellers

The Bangle Sellers Bangle sellers are we who bear Our shining loads to the temple fair... Who will buy these delicate, bright Rainbow-tinted circles of light? Lustrous tokens o…

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Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

On Journeys Through The States

On Journeys Through The States ON journeys through the States we start, (Ay, through the world--urged by these songs, Sailing henceforth to every land--to every sea;) We, willi…

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A Maiden To Her Mirror

A Maiden To Her Mirror He said he loved me! Then he called my hair Silk threads wherewith sly Cupid strings his bow, My cheek a rose leaf fallen on new snow; And swore my roun…

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William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth

To A Butterfly (second poem)

To A Butterfly (second poem) I've watched you now a full half-hour, Self-poised upon that yellow flower; And, little Butterfly! indeed I know not if you sleep or feed. How motio…

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Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling

The Inventor

The Inventor R. W. Emerson Time and Space decreed his lot, But little Man was quick to note: When Time and Space said Man might not, Bravely he answered, "Nay! I mote." I looked…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

[Month of] September

[Month of] September I, from a window where the Meuse is wide, Looked eastward out to the September night; The men that in the hopeless battle died Rose, and deployed, and stat…

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Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson

A darting fear-a pomp-a tear

A darting fear-a pomp-a tear 87 A darting fear-a pomp-a tear- A waking on a morn To find that what one waked for, Inhales the different dawn.

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John Clare
John Clare

The Mores

The Mores Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage of blundering plough Though centurys wreathed spring's bl…

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Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling

In the Matter of One Compass

In the Matter of One Compass When, foot to wheel and back to wind, The helmsman dare not look behind, But hears beyond his compass-light, The blind bow thunder through the night…

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Lines from

Lines from I'd rather have my verses win A place in common people's hearts, Who, toiling through the strife and din Of life's great thoroughfares, and marts, May read some lin…

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John Keats
John Keats

Ode. Written On The Blank Page Before Beaumont And Fletcher's

Ode. Written On The Blank Page Before Beaumont And Fletcher's Tragi-Comedy 'The Fair Maid Of The Inn' Bards of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye s…

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Dorothy Parker
Dorothy Parker

A Fairly Sad Tale

A Fairly Sad Tale I think that I shall never know Why I am thus, and I am so. Around me, other girls inspire In men the rush and roar of fire, The sweet transparency of glass,…

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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley

To The Men Of England

To The Men Of England Men of England, wherefore plough For the lords who lay ye low? Wherefore weave with toil and care The rich robes your tyrants wear? Wherefore feed and clot…

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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude

Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel Your love, and recompense…

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Ezra Pound
Ezra Pound

Ole Kate

Ole Kate When I was only a youngster, Sing: toodle doodlede ootl Ole Kate would git her 'arf a pint And wouldn't' giv' a damn hoot. 'Them stairs! them stairs, them gordam stai…

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Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling

The Rout of the White Hussars

The Rout of the White Hussars It was not in the open fight We threw away the sword, But in the lonely watching In the darkness by the ford. The waters lapped, the night-wind ble…

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William Blake
William Blake

The Sick Rose

The Sick Rose O Rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy li…

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Signboard

The Signboard I will paint you a sign, rumseller, And hang it above your door; A truer and better signboard Than ever you had before. I will paint with the skill of a master, A…

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Alfred Edward Housman
Alfred Edward Housman

When Smoke Stood Up From Ludlow

When Smoke Stood Up From Ludlow When smoke stood up from Ludlow, And mist blew off from Teme, And blithe afield to ploughing Against the morning beam I strode beside my team,…

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John Keats
John Keats

Sonnet XI. On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer

Sonnet XI. On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands have I been W…

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Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

As At Thy Portals Also Death

As At Thy Portals Also Death AS at thy portals also death, Entering thy sovereign, dim, illimitable grounds, To memories of my mother, to the divine blending, maternity, To…

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