Leading & Managing Poems (792 Poems)
Achan (Henry Kendall Poems)
HATH he not followed a star through the darkness,Ye people who sit at the table of Jephthah?Oh! turn with the face to a light in the mountains,Behold it is further from Achan than ever!“I know how it is with my … Continue reading
A Character (Menella Bute Smedley Poems)
So noble that he cannot seeHe stands in aught above the rest,But does his greatness easily,And mounts his scaffold with a jest;Not vaunting any daily death,Because he scorns the thing that dies,And not in love with any breathThat might proclaim … Continue reading
Ensign Epps, The Color-Bearer (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
ENSIGN EPPS, at the battle of Flanders,Sowed a seed of glory and dutyThat flowers and flames in height and beautyLike a crimson lily with heart of gold,To-day, when the wars of Ghent are oldAnd buried as deep as their dead … Continue reading
Rebel Color-Bearers At Shiloh (Herman Melville Poems)
_A plea against the vindictive cry raised by civiliansshortly after the surrender at Appomattox_ The color-bearers facing deathWhite in the whirling sulphurous wreath, Stand boldly out before the line;Right and left their glances go,Proud of each other, glorying in their show;Their … Continue reading
Musophilus Containing A General Defence Of All Learning (ex (Samuel Daniel Poems)
Power above powers, O heavenly eloquence,That with the strong rein of commanding wordsDost manage, guide, and master th’ eminenceOf men’s affections more than all their swords:Shall we not offer to thy excellenceThe richest treasure that our wit affords?Thou that canst … Continue reading
To The Right Honourable William, Earl Cadogan (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
Disdain not, mighty Chief, to whom descendThe Virtues and the Honours of your Friend,To view the Trophy which the Muses raiseTo Churchill’s Name, in these ambitious Lays,Nor let the Herald merit all the Praise. To you, my Lord, our other … Continue reading
When the Bush Begins to Speak (Henry Lawson Poems)
They know us not in England yet, their pens are overbold;We’re seen in fancy pictures that are fifty years too old.They think we are a careless race – a childish race, and weak;They’ll know us yet in England, when the … Continue reading
Lines Addressed To The Rev. J. James (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Zion’s King hath called thee—go! ’Tis His sovereign pleasure,Honour on thee to bestow, And charge of gospel treasure.He who winneth souls is wise; High thy glorious calling!Leading pilgrims to the skies— Fear nor toil appalling. Leave thy home by Clyde’s fair strand, O’er the Atlantic … Continue reading
Christmas At Melrose (Leslie Pinckney Hill Poems)
Come home with me a little spaceAnd browse about our ancient place,Lay by your wonted troubles hereAnd have a turn of Christmas cheer.These sober walls of weathered stoneCan tell a romance of their own,And these wide rooms of devious lineAre … Continue reading
Cupid Kissed Me (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
Took a walk together;O, how beautiful the wayThrough the blooming heather!Far-off bells rang matin-chimes,Birds sang, silver-voicing,And our happy hearts beat timeTo the earth’s rejoicing.Well-a-day! ah, well-a-day!Then pale grief had missed me,And mirth and I kept companyEre Cupid kissed me! Love … Continue reading