Classical Poems
| Title | Poet |
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To M.L. Gray,
Come, dear old friend, and with us twain
To calm Digentian groves repair; |
by Eugene Field on 4/9/2010 |
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To M.L. Lozinsky
I feel the undefeated fear,
In presence of the misty heights; |
by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam on 4/7/2010 |
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To M.L.S.
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning-
Of all to whom thine absence is the night- |
by Edgar Allan Poe on 12/31/2002 |
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To Madame Garschine
WHAT is the face, the fairest face, till Care,
Till Care the graver - Care with cunning hand, |
by Robert Louis Stevenson on 12/31/2002 |
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To Maecenas
MAECENAS, you, beneath the myrtle shade,
Read o'er what poets sung, and shepherds play'd. |
by Phillis Wheatley on 12/31/2002 |
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To Maecenas
Than you, O valued friend of mine,
A better patron _non est_! |
by Eugene Field on 4/9/2010 |
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To Make A Dadist Poem
Take a newspaper.
Take some scissors. |
by Tristan Tzara on 1/1/2004 |
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To make a prairie (1755)
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
One clover, and a bee. |
by Emily Dickinson on 1/20/2003 |
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To make One's Toilette—after Death
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To make One's Toilette—after Death |
by Emily Dickinson on 1/13/2003 |
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To Man Who Goes Seeking Immortality Bidding Him Look Neare..
Too far afield thy search. Nay, turn. Nay, turn.
At thine own elbow potent Memory stands, |
by Adelaide Crapsey on 4/19/2010 |
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To Manon, Comparing Her To A Falcon
BRAVE as a falcon and as merciless,
With bright eyes watching still the world, thy prey, |
by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt on 4/13/2010 |
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To Manon, on his Fortune in loving Her
I DID not choose thee, dearest. It was Love
That made the choice, not I. Mine eyes were blind |
by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt on 1/4/2003 |
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To Marc Chagall
Donkey or cow, cockerel or horse
On to the skin of a violin |
by Paul Eluard on 4/7/2010 |
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To Marcus
YOU have been far, and I
Been farther yet, |
by Robert Louis Stevenson on 12/31/2002 |
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To Margaret W------
Margaret, in happy hour,
Christen'd from that humble flower |
by Charles Lamb on 4/10/2010 |
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To Marguerite
So great my debt to thee, I know my life
Is all too short to pay the least I owe, |
by Ellis Parker Butler on 4/20/2010 |
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To Marguerite: Continued
Yes! in the sea of life enisled,
With echoing straits between us thrown, |
by Matthew Arnold on 1/3/2003 |
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To Marie Louise (Shew)
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning-
Of all to whom thine absence is the night- |
by Edgar Allan Poe on 3/26/2010 |
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To Marion
Marion! why that pensive brow?
What disgust to life hast thou? |
by George Gordon Lord Byron on 3/25/2010 |
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To Marry Or Not To Marry?
A Girl’s Reverie
Mother says, ‘Be in no hurry, |
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox on 5/26/2003 |
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To Mary
I.
How, my dear Mary, -- are you critic-bitten |
by Percy Bysshe Shelley on 4/1/2010 |
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To Mary
If I had thought thou couldst have died,
I might not weep for thee; |
by Charles Wolfe on 1/3/2003 |
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To Mary
Let other bards of angels sing,
Bright suns without a spot; |
by William Wordsworth on 4/5/2010 |
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To Mary
I seem, in the midst of the crowd,
The lightest of all; |
by William Makepeace Thackeray on 4/7/2010 |
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To Mary
The twentieth year is well nigh past
Since first our sky was overcast;— |
by William Cowper on 1/13/2003 |