Morning Poems (4608 Poems)
Attainment (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
ON the Heights of Great Endeavour,- Where Attainment looms forever,- Toiling upward, ceasing never, Climb the fateful Centuries: Up the difficult, dark places, Joy and anguish in their faces, On they strive, the living races, And the dead, that no one sees. Shape by shape, with brow uplifted, One … Continue reading
A Pastoral (Mary Ann H T Bigelow Poems)
Oh! tell me ye shepherds, tell me I pray,Have you seen the fair Jessie pass by this way?You ne’er could forget her, if once you had seen,She’s fair as the morning, she moves like a Queen. My sheep are neglected, … Continue reading
The William P. Frye (Jeanne Robert Foster Poems)
I saw her first abreast the Boston LightAt anchor; she had just come in, turned head,And sent her hawsers creaking, clattering down.I was so near to where the hawse-pipes fedThe cable out from her careening bow,I moved upon the swell, … Continue reading
First Love (Nora Pembroke Poems)
We met–he was a stranger, His foot was free to roam;I was a simple maiden, Who had never left my home. He was a noble scion Of the green Highland pine,To a strange soil transplanted, Far from his native clime And well his bearing … Continue reading
Collected Poems (1994) (Anne Barbara Ridler Poems)
Lying in bed this morning, just a yearSince our first days, I was trying to assess -Against my natural caution – by desireAnd how the fact outdid it, my happiness:And finding the awkwardness of keeping clearNumberless flamingo thoughts and memories,My … Continue reading
The Glory Of The Heights (Mary Jane Jewsbury Poems)
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,To scorn delights and live laborious days.Milton. I.O MOCKERY to dream of genius wedTo quiet happiness! The vale may wearThe sunlight, like a garment, rich and fair;But the bold mountains towering … Continue reading
Child Of Dawn (Harold Monro Poems)
O gentle vision in the dawn: My spirit over faint cool water glides, Child of the day, To thee; And thou art drawn By kindred impulse over silver tides The dreamy way To me. I need thy hands, O gentle wonder-child, For they are moulded unto all repose; Thy … Continue reading
To Die In Autumn (Hattie Howard Poems)
The melody of autumn Is the only tune I know, And I sing it over and over Because it thrills me so; It stirs anew the happy wish, So near to perfect bliss, To live a little longer in A world like this. The sound was never … Continue reading
Autumn: Tuesday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
Stillness reigns—the vapours stealSlowly down the mountain’s brow,And the evening shadows veilNature’s face of brightness now;Flowers put off their glorious dress,All the morning smiles are fled,Earth is wrapt in lonelinessAnd the silence of the dead. Thus beneath the hand of … Continue reading
The Outside Track (Henry Lawson Poems)
There were ten of us there on the moonlit quay, And one on the for’ard hatch;No straighter mate to his mates than he Had ever said: ‘Len’s a match!’“‘Twill be long, old man, ere our glasses clink, ’Twill be long ere we grip … Continue reading