Matthew Arnold

(1822-1888 / Middlesex / England)

Matthew Arnold Poems

1. Too Late 7/24/2015
2. The Charge 9/9/2013
3. The Good Shepherd With The Kid 4/2/2010
4. Tristram And Iseult 4/2/2010
5. The Church Of Brou 4/2/2010
6. Saint Brandan 4/2/2010
7. Youth's Agitations 4/2/2010
8. Epilogue To Lessing's Laocooen 4/2/2010
9. Kaiser Dead 4/2/2010
10. Geist's Grave 4/2/2010
11. Mycerinus 5/6/2001
12. Obermann Once More 5/6/2001
13. The Strayed Reveller 12/31/2002
14. To A Republican Friend 12/31/2002
15. Human Life 4/2/2010
16. The Better Part 4/2/2010
17. Stanzas From The Grande Chartreuse 5/6/2001
18. Worldly Place 5/6/2001
19. The Song Of Empedocles 1/13/2003
20. Youth And Calm 5/6/2001
21. The Pagan World 12/31/2002
22. Philomela 5/6/2001
23. Palladium 5/6/2001
24. Cadmus And Harmonia 5/6/2001
25. Austerity Of Poetry 4/2/2010
26. Thyrsis A Monody 5/6/2001
27. The Voice 12/31/2002
28. Apollo Musagetes 5/6/2001
29. Morality 5/6/2001
30. Sohrab And Rustum 12/31/2002
31. Progress 1/1/2004
32. Requiescat 5/6/2001
33. West London 12/31/2002
34. Memorial Verses 5/6/2001
35. Revolutions 4/2/2010
36. To Marguerite: Continued 1/3/2003
37. Consolation 5/6/2001
38. Desire 4/2/2010
39. The Forsaken Merman 5/6/2001
40. To A Friend 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Matthew Arnold

Dover Beach

The sea is calm to-night.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; - on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanch'd land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness ...

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To A Republican Friend

God knows it, I am with you. If to prize
Those virtues, priz'd and practis'd by too few,
But priz'd, but lov'd, but eminent in you,
Man's fundamental life: if to despise
The barren optimistic sophistries
Of comfortable moles, whom what they do
Teaches the limit of the just and true--
And for such doing have no need of eyes:
If sadness at teh long heart-wasting show

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