Truly Great (William Henry Davies Poem)
My walls outside must have some flowers, My walls within must have some books; A house that's small; a garden ...
My walls outside must have some flowers, My walls within must have some books; A house that's small; a garden ...
When on a summer's morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like ...
To think my thoughts are hers, Not one of hers is mine; She laughs -- while I must sigh; She ...
While joy gave clouds the light of stars, That beamed wher'er they looked; And calves and lambs had tottering knees, ...
This night, as I sit here alone, And brood on what is dead and gone, The owl that's in this ...
My mind has thunderstorms, That brood for heavy hours: Until they rain me words, My thoughts are drooping flowers And ...
As I walked down the waterside This silent morning, wet and dark; Before the cocks in farmyards crowed, Before the ...
A jar of cider and my pipe, In summer, under shady tree; A book by one that made his mind ...
It was the Rainbow gave thee birth, And left thee all her lovely hues; And, as her mother's name was ...
When I came forth this morn I saw Quite twenty cloudlets in the air; And then I saw a flock ...
The mind, with its own eyes and ears, May for these others have no care; No matter where this body ...
Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul, Oh, thou fair Moon, so close and bright; Thy beauty makes me like ...
I hear leaves drinking rain; I hear rich leaves on top Giving the poor beneath Drop after drop; 'Tis a ...
I thought my true love slept; Behind her chair I crept And pulled out a long pin; The golden flood ...
I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick -- But not one like the child did pick. I heard the ...
Thou dost not fly, thou art not perched, The air is all around: What is it that can keep thee ...
One night when I went down Thames' side, in London Town, A heap of rags saw I, And sat me ...
WHAT moves that lonely man is not the boom Of waves that break agains the cliff so strong; Nor roar ...
Go, little boy, Fill thee with joy; For Time gives thee Unlicensed hours, To run in fields, And roll in ...
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
And now, when merry winds do blow, And rain makes trees look fresh, An overpowering staleness holds This mortal flesh. ...
Here's an example from A Butterfly; That on a rough, hard rock Happy can lie; Friendless and all alone On ...
Here comes Kate Summers, who, for gold, Takes any man to bed: "You knew my friend, Nell Barnes," she said; ...
I pray you, Sadness, leave me soon, In sweet invention thou art poor! Thy sister, Joy can make ten songs ...
Cold winds can never freeze, nor thunder sour The cup of cheer that Beauty draws for me Out of those ...
Sing out, my soul, thy songs of joy; Sing as a happy bird will sing Beneath a rainbow's lovely arch ...
Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, Thou knowest of no strange continent; Thou hast not felt thy bosom keep A gentle motion ...
Now shall I walk Or shall I ride? "Ride", Pleasure said; "Walk", Joy replied. Now what shall I -- Stay ...
When I had money, money, O! I knew no joy till I went poor; For many a false man as ...
They lived apart for three long years, Bill Barnes and Nell his wife; He took his joy from other girls, ...
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