Classical Poems


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Helen Hunt Jackson poet A Calendar Of Sonnets: June by Helen Hunt Jackson
O month whose promise and fulfilment blend,
And burst in one! it seems the earth can store
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Helen Hunt Jackson poet A Calendar Of Sonnets: March by Helen Hunt Jackson
Month which the warring ancients strangely styled
The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways
5.72 1
Helen Hunt Jackson poet A Calendar Of Sonnets: May by Helen Hunt Jackson
O Month when they who love must love and wed!
Were one to go to worlds where May is naught,
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Helen Hunt Jackson poet A Calendar Of Sonnets: November by Helen Hunt Jackson
This is the treacherous month when autumn days
With summer's voice come bearing summer's gifts.
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Helen Hunt Jackson poet A Calendar Of Sonnets: October by Helen Hunt Jackson
The month of carnival of all the year,
When Nature lets the wild earth go its way,
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Helen Hunt Jackson poet A Calendar Of Sonnets: September by Helen Hunt Jackson
O golden month! How high thy gold is heaped!
The yellow birch-leaves shine like bright coins strung
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George William Russell poet A Call by George William Russell
DUSK its ash-grey blossoms sheds on violet skies,
Over twilight mountains where the heart songs rise,
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Thomas Cowherd poet A Call For Help For Garibaldi by Thomas Cowherd
Canadian freemen, one and all,
Respond to Garibaldi's call,
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Kazi Nazrul Islam poet A Call From Behind by Kazi Nazrul Islam
Dear! Wilt thou remember me in thy new home?
There dost thou begin the world under
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George William Russell poet A Call Of The Sidhe by George William Russell
TARRY thou yet, late lingerer in the twilight’s glory:
Gay are the hills with song: earth’s faery children leave
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Thomas Cowherd poet A Call To The Soiree Of The Mechanic's Institute by Thomas Cowherd
Come, friends, to the Soiree; O why will you tarry
When good things are waiting you there?
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Ambrose Bierce poet A Caller by Ambrose Bierce
'Why, Goldenson, you're looking very well.'
Said Death as, strolling through the County Jail,
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Algernon Charles Swinburne poet A Cameo by Algernon Charles Swinburne
THERE WAS a graven image of Desire
Painted with red blood on a ground of gold
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Madison Julius Cawein poet A Cameo by Madison Julius Cawein
Why speak of Giamschid rubies
Whence rosy starlight drips?
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Randall Jarrell poet A Camp In The Prussian Forest by Randall Jarrell
I walk beside the prisoners to the road.
Load on puffed load,
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Thomas Cowherd poet A Canadian National Song by Thomas Cowherd
O, no; I'm not an Englishman,
Though it is something great
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Edward William Thomson poet A Canadian Reply by Edward William Thomson
IF ancient England nobly sing,
We hearken to the song.
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Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon poet A Canadian Snow Fall by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Come to the casement, we’ll watch the snow
Softly descending on earth below,
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Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon poet A Canadian Summer Evening by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
The rose-tints have faded from out of the West,
From the Mountain’s high peak, from the river’s broad breast.
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James Whitcomb Riley poet A Canary At The Farm by James Whitcomb Riley
Folks has be'n to town, and Sahry
Fetched 'er home a pet canary--,
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Antonio de Castro Alves poet A Canção Do Africano by Antonio de Castro Alves
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Carolyn Wells poet A Canner Exceedingly Canny by Carolyn Wells
A canner exceedingly canny
One morning remarked to his granny:
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Antonio de Castro Alves poet A Canoa Fantástica by Antonio de Castro Alves
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Robert Herrick poet A Canticle To Apollo by Robert Herrick
Play, Phoebus, on thy lute,
And we will sit all mute;
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Álvares de Azevedo poet A Cantiga Do Sertanejo by Álvares de Azevedo
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