Classical Poems

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Sri Chinmoy Ghose poet When I Insulted by Sri Chinmoy Ghose
I insulted God.
In return
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Sant Tukaram poet When I Lose Myself by Sant Tukaram
When thus I lose myself in Thee, my God,
Then do I see, and know,
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Sri Chinmoy Ghose poet When I Love by Sri Chinmoy Ghose
When I love the steps
of my thoughts,
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Nizar Qabbani poet When I Love by Nizar Qabbani
When I love
I feel that I am the king of time
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Nizar Qabbani poet When I Love You by Nizar Qabbani
When I love you
A new language springs up,
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William Stafford poet When I Met My Muse by William Stafford
I glanced at her and took my glasses
off--they were still singing. They buzzed
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Walt Whitman poet When I Peruse The Conquer'D Fame by Walt Whitman

WHEN I peruse the conquer'd fame of heroes, and the victories of
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Walt Whitman poet When I Read The Book by Walt Whitman

WHEN I read the book, the biography famous,
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Sir Henry Newbolt poet When I Remember by Sir Henry Newbolt
When I remember that the day will come
For this our love to quit his land of birth,
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George Gordon Byron poet When I Roved A Young Highlander by George Gordon Byron
When I roved a young Highlander o'er the dark heath,
And climb'd thy steep sumrnit, oh Morven of snow!
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Fyodor Sologub poet When I Sailed In A Sea by Fyodor Sologub
When I sailed in a sea of tempests,
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Thomas Hardy poet When I Set Out For Lyonnesse by Thomas Hardy
When I set out for Lyonnesse,
A hundred miles away,
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Dora Sigerson Shorter poet When I Shall Rise by Dora Sigerson Shorter
When I shall rise, and full of many fears,
Set forth upon my last long journey, lone,
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Spike Milligan poet When I Suspected by Spike Milligan
There will be a time when it will end.
Be it parting
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Edna St. Vincent Millay poet When I Too Long Have Looked Upon Your Face by Edna St. Vincent Millay
When I too long have looked upon your face,
Wherein for me a brightness unobscured
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Narsinh Mehta poet When I Wake Up, The World Recedes From My Sight by Narsinh Mehta
When I wake up, the world recedes from my sight.
Only in sleep, its bewildering miseries and enjoyment perplexes me!
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Katherine Mansfield poet When I Was A Bird by Katherine Mansfield
I climbed up the karaka tree
Into a nest all made of leaves
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Eugene Field poet When I Was A Boy by Eugene Field
Up in the attic where I slept
When I was a boy, a little boy,
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Friedrich Holderlin poet When I Was A Boy by Friedrich Holderlin
When I was a boy
a god would often rescue me
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Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall poet When I Was A Tall Lad by Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
WHEN I was a tall lad with money in my hand,
I'd pots and pans a plenty, and friends about the land.
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Stephan Stephansson poet When I Was An Editor by Stephan Stephansson
So maudlin, with pity and pathos I stood
If someone who erred got the lashes;
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Grace Paley poet When I Was Asked How I Could Leave Vermont In The Middle O.. by Grace Paley
I did not want to be dependent on autumn
I wanted to miss it for once dropp into
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Queen Elizabeth I poet When I Was Fair And Young by Queen Elizabeth I
When I was fair and young, then favor graced me.
Of many was I sought their mistress for to be.
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Johannes Ewald poet When I Was Ill by Johannes Ewald
Beatus ille, qui procul negotiis – Horace:
Happy the man, who far from life’s allure
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Henry Lawson poet When I Was King by Henry Lawson
The second time I lived on earth
Was several hundred years ago;
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