Classical Poems
| Title | Poet |
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[Greek]
Be in me as the eternal moods
of the bleak wind, and not |
by Ezra Pound on 4/1/2010 |
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[He is pruning the privet]
He is pruning the privet
of sickly sorrow desolation |
by Joanne Kyger on 1/10/2012 |
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[I Saw His Round Mouth's Crimson]
[I saw his round mouth's crimson deepen as it fell],
Like a Sun, in his last deep hour; |
by Wilfred Owen on 1/1/2004 |
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[Long Neglect Has Worn Away]
Long neglect has worn away
Half the sweet enchanting smile; |
by Emily Jane Brontë on 12/19/2011 |
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[Month of) July
The Kings come riding back from the Crusade,
The purple Kings and all their mounted men; |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] April
The stranger warmth of the young sun obeying,
Look! little beads of green begin to grow, |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] August
The soldier month, the bulwark of the year,
That never more shall hear such victories told; |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] December
Hoar Time about the house betakes him slow,
Seeking an entry for his weariness. |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] February
The winter moon has such a quiet car
That all the winter nights are dumb with rest. |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] January
It freezes- all across a soundless sky
The birds go home. The governing dark's begun: |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] June
Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning;
The Summer dark is but the dawn of day. |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] March
The north-cast wind has come from Norroway,
Roaring he came above the white waves' tips! |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] May
This is the laughing-eyed amongst them all:
My lady's month. A season of young things. |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] November
November is that historied Emperor,
Conquered in age, but foot to foot with fate, |
by Hilaire Belloc on 4/3/2010 |
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[Month of] October
Look, how those steep woods on the mountain's face
Burn, burn against the sunset; now the cold |
by Hilaire Belloc on 12/31/2002 |
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[Month of] September
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide,
Looked eastward out to the September night; |
by Hilaire Belloc on 1/3/2003 |
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[Murmurs from the earth of this land]
Murmurs from the earth of this land, from the caves and craters,
from the bowl of darkness. Down watercourses of our |
by Muriel Rukeyser on 12/15/2011 |
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[To Margot Heinemann]
Heart of the heartless world,
Dear heart, the thought of you |
by Rupert John Cornford on 5/10/2011 |
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`For'ard'
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep, |
by Henry Lawson on 12/31/2002 |
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`Oh, if that Rainbow up there!'
Oh, if that rainbow up there,
Spanning the sky past the hill, |
by Ethel Turner on 1/4/2003 |
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`Resurgam'
(Autumn Song)
Chill breezes moaning are |
by Mary Colborne-Veel on 1/4/2003 |
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`Through Pleasant Paths'
Through pleasant paths, through dainty ways,
Love leads my feet; |
by James Lionel Michael on 1/4/2003 |
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`What Look hath She?'
What look hath she,
What majestie, |
by Mary Colborne-Veel on 1/4/2003 |
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~Araluen~
River, myrtle rimmed, and set
Deep amongst unfooted dells— |
by Henry Kendall on 1/1/2004 |
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¡A Nada!
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by Gregorio Gutiérrez González on 9/17/2012 |