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english/cookeliz/Z300319945 | 871,806 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Cook, Eliza, 1818-1889 | 1,818 | IT IS THE SONG MY MOTHER SINGS. | 1,848 | 24 | The Poetical Works (1870) | &indent;And gladly do I list the strain; | y | null | 1800-1850 | It is the sung my mother sings,
And gladly do I list the strain;
I never hear it, but it brings
The wish to hear it sung again.
She breathed it to me long ago,
To lull me to my baby rest;
And as she murmured, soft and low,
I slept in peace upon her breast.
Oh, gentle Song! thou hast a throng
Of ange... |
english-ed2/ep2220/Z300651860 | 231,624 | null | English Poetry | Moore, T. Sturge (Thomas Sturge), 1870-1944 | 1,870 | THE SONG OF CHIRON | 1,900 | 46 | The Poems of T. Sturge Moore: Collected Edition (1931) | Are caverns, yea, there are many | y | null | 1850-1900 | Under the mountain lawn
Are caverns, yea, there are many
On no cliff face that yawn,
Nor may be reached by any
Fissure, or crevice, or chink
Through which the stoat might slink,
Or winter-dreading snake
His way to their vastness make.
Lake's in those rock-halls sleep,
Huge cisterns, water lanes,
Pure in black darkness... |
english/miscell3/Z200641173 | 553,499 | 1880-1901 Late Victorian | English Poetry | Halloran, Henry, 1811-1893. | 1,811 | STANZAS ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD. | 1,841 | 24 | null | Does my tortured heart turn to thee in its anguish and affiright; | y | null | 1800-1850 | Little Eddy! little Eddy, through the watches of the night
Does my tortured heart turn to thee in its anguish and affiright;
And I see thee starkly lying with the foam upon thy lips;
And thy beauty fading, fading in Death's terrible eclipse.
Little Eddy! little Eddy, yet upon thy brow there lies
Such a look of quiet t... |
english/wattsisa/Z300522534 | 106,836 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Watts, Isaac, 1674-1748 | 1,674 | PSALM 96. As the 113th Psalm. The God of the Gentiles. | 1,704 | 24 | The Works (1810) | To sing the choicest psalm of praise, | y | Lyric | 1650-1700 | Let all the earth their voices raise
To sing the choicest psalm of praise,
To sing and bless Jehovah's name:
His glory let the heathens know,
His wonders to the nations show,
And all his saving works proclaim.
The heathens know thy glory, Lord;
The wondering nations read thy word,
In Britain is Jehovah kno... |
english/wardfred/Z300519655 | 652,224 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Ward, Frederick William Orde, 1843-1922 | 1,843 | April 13 CHRIST'S THRONE | 1,873 | 24 | The Prisoner of Love (1904) | Bring out, bring out the royal Cross, | y | null | 1800-1850 | Bring out, bring out the royal Cross,
It is the Saviour's Throne,
He counteth this nor shame nor loss
And He must reign alone;
For none can suffer so but He,
And mortal might not share
The Love that sets the Kingdoms free --
His universal care.
Bring out, bring out the royal robe
Of wounds and cruel thorn,
And let th... |
english/loversam/Z300418301 | 44,452 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Lover, Samuel, 1797-1868 | 1,797 | NEVERMORE. | 1,827 | 32 | Songs and ballads (1858) | O'er the billow came the blast, | y | null | 1750-1800 | Lov'd one, when I saw thee last,
O'er the billow came the blast,
Twilight grey its shadow cast
Over the shore.
As onward boar my bark to sea,
And backward turned my gaze on thee,
Something coldly whispered me,
"No -- Nevermore."
Was it fancy, was it fear,
Startled thus the lover's ear?
Or wo... |
c20-english/ep58001/Z300608073 | 568,551 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | English Poetry | Lawrence, D. H. (David Herbert), 1885-1930 | 1,885 | AFTER SCHOOL | 1,915 | 16 | null | In a little, half‐built street, where red and white villas | null | null | 1850-1900 | In a little, half-built street, where read and white villas
Look brightly on a confusion of mud, and sand, and mortar,
As I came home in the dusk, despoiled by school, a mere blossomless
husk --
A light Like mellow moonlight gleamed on the water
In the deep cart-ruts, gleamed through the blue of the darkening dusk... |
english/devereau/Z300337899 | 64,394 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | De Vere, Aubrey, 1814-1902 | 1,814 | IX. | 1,844 | 14 | The Poetical Works (1884) | &indent;Still lingers lovingly on old detail; | y | Sonnet | 1800-1850 | Love is historic; rests upon the passed;
Still lingers lovingly on old detail;
Still, Like the holy Bells', rings out a tale
For ever new, from earliest to last:
Love is prophetic; climbing still the mast
Discerns of distant hope the signal pale,
And on the straining spar extends the sail
Withheld by co... |
american/am0117/Z200147235 | 243,349 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Larcom, Lucy, 1824-1893 | 1,824 | SONG‐WEFTS. | 1,854 | 64 | At the beautiful gate (1892) | &indent;The flush of the dawn‐lit sky, | y | null | 1800-1850 | The grace of the bending grasses,
The flush of the dawn-lit sky,
The scent that lingers and passes
When the loitering wind goes by,
Are gushes and hints of sweetness,
From the unseen deeps afar, --
The foam-edge of heaven's completeness
Swept outward through flower and star.
For the cloud, and the leaf... |
english-ed2/ep2076/Z200626234 | 337,381 | null | English Poetry | Hallam, Arthur Henry, 1811-1833. | 1,811 | SONNET | 1,841 | 14 | The Poems of Arthur Henry Hallam: Together With His Essay On The Lyrical Poems Of Alfred Tennyson: Edited With An Introduction By Richard Le Gallienne (1893) | &indent;That fell ere sunset; now methinks they talk, | y | null | 1800-1850 | The garden trees are busy with the shower
That fell ere sunset; now methinks they talk,
Lowly and sweetly as befits the hour,
One to another down the grassy walk.
Hark the laburnum from his opening flower
This cherry-creeper greets in whisper light,
While the grim fir, rejoicing in the night,
Ho... |
american/am0769/Z200172446 | 342,856 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Jackson, Helen Hunt, 1830-1885 | 1,830 | “SPOKEN.” | 1,860 | 60 | Poems (1892) | &indent;We rose and sank; | y | null | 1800-1850 | Counting the hours by Bells' and lights
We rose and sank;
The waves on royal banquet-heights
Tossed off and drank
Their jewels made of sun and moon,
White pearls at midnight, gold at noon.
Counting the hours by Bells' and lights,
We sailed and sailed;
Six lonely days, six lonely nights,
No ship we hail... |
modern/car2902/Z400134341 | 386,872 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | Modern Poetry | Morgan, Edwin, 1920- | 1,920 | 9 [‘In eating dandelions it is the flavour] (1990) | 1,950 | 14 | null | ‘In eating dandelions it is the flavour | null | null | 1900-1950 | 'In eating dandelions it is the flavour
you must savour as it lingers on the finger.
Press the cut stem down smartly on your finger,
and lick the nippy milky ring of flavour.'
'What if I grow besotted with that flavour,
hallucinating and ambrosial finger
tip to tip with my own milky finger
creating charges of supernal ... |
english-ed2/waiteart/Z300681029 | 522,689 | null | English Poetry | Waite, A. E. (Arthur Edward), 1857-1942 | 1,857 | KNOWING THY LIKENESS | 1,887 | 61 | The collected poems of Arthur Edward Waite: in two volumes ... With a Portrait (1904) | Of psychic dream, pours forth thy soul in song, | y | null | 1850-1900 | Not at the gate of heaven, not in the land
Of psychic dream, pours forth thy soul in sung,
Lark of the marshes, of the pastures rich!
Enough thou singest in a pearl-grey sky;
The stilled sea rimpling on the hushed sea-sand
Pauses in sunlight with uplifted crests
And listens. . . . Ever in a dream at noon
Lie lake-like,... |
english/wordswwi/Z300543784 | 238,426 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Wordsworth, William, 1770-1850 | 1,770 | V. ANIMAL TRANQUILLITY AND DECAY. | 1,800 | 14 | The Poetical Works (1849–1850) | That peck along the road, regard him not. | y | Lyric | 1750-1800 | The little hedgerow birds,
That peck along the road, regard him not.
He travels on, and in his face, his step,
His gait, is one expression: every limb,
His look and bending figure, all bespeak
A man who does not move with pain, but moves
With thought. -- He is insensibly subdued
To settled quiet: he is one by whom
All ... |
english/moxonedw/Z200447937 | 6,141 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Moxon, Edward, 1801-1858 | 1,801 | SONNET II. [My Love she is a lowly but sweet flower] | 1,831 | 14 | Sonnets (1830–35) | &indent;And I would wear her in my breast, for she | y | Sonnet | 1800-1850 | My Love she is a lowly but sweet flower,
And I would wear her in my breast, for she
Is full of fragrance, and such modesty
That I even sanctify that precious hour,
When first my eyes her worshippers became.
He, who hath marked the opening rose in spring,
Hath seen but portion small of her I sing.
For Fo... |
c20-american/am23086/Z300255978 | 454,780 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Pastan, Linda, 1932- | 1,932 | Waiting for My Life | 1,962 | 21 | null | I waited for my life to start | null | null | 1900-1950 | I waited for my life to start
for years, standing at bus stops
looking into the curved distance
thinking each bus was the wrong bus;
or lost in books where I would travel
without luggage from one page
to another; where the only breeze
was the rustle of pages turning,
and lives rose and set
in the violent colours of sun... |
english/tupperma/Z200513915 | 272,608 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Tupper, Martin Farquhar, 1810-1889 | 1,810 | RICHES. | 1,840 | 14 | Three Hundred Sonnets (1860) | Heaps upon heaps,—hillocks of yellow gold, | y | Sonnet | 1800-1850 | Heaps upon heaps, -- hillocks of yellow gold,
Jewels, and hanging silks, and piled-up plate,
And marble groups in beauty's choicest mould,
And viands rare, and odours delicate,
And art and nature, in divinest works,
Swell the full pomp of my triumphant state
With all that makes a mor... |
c20-english/ep30107/Z300605476 | 777,383 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | English Poetry | Mitchell, Adrian, 1932- | 1,932 | Would You Mind Signing This Receipt? | 1,962 | 20 | null | When you get back home | null | null | 1900-1950 | When you get back home
You will find a black patch on the ground,
A patch of blackness shaped Like a house
Where your house used to stand.
It was a mistake.
It was the wrong house.
It was all a mistake
Based on faulty information.
When you get back home
You will find three black heaps on the ground.
Three black heaps... |
modern/ent2601/Z300573803 | 107,711 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | Modern Poetry | Pitter, Ruth, 1897-1992 | 1,897 | ON A PASSAGE FROM THE METAMORPHOSES | 1,927 | 54 | null | No wreath of heavy‐seeded sesame, | null | null | 1850-1900 | No wreathe of heavy-seeded sesame,
No cake of bred nor jar of funeral wine
For Baucis and Philemon. Here her tree,
Mingling its boughs with his, still fronts the shine
Of the broad east, marks the faint day decline,
And over olive-silver still may see
The moon through many a gleam and shadow flee.
I doubt not they wer... |
faber/fa21501/Z300565722 | 650,181 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | The Faber Poetry Library | Orsman, Chris, 1955- | 1,955 | A Portrait in the Wardroom | 1,985 | 37 | null | Behind hooded eyelids | null | null | 1950-2000 | Behind hooded eyelids
the King stands at attention.
The scene below is relaxed:
a teddy bear salutes the camera
across the table, a scientist
in a tasseled smoking cap
leans over his journal;
there's a clutter of tin Plataeae
and mugs; tobacco pipes
are and extension of the chin.
The conversation stops
as this posed, ... |
american/am0117/Z200147441 | 556,804 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Larcom, Lucy, 1824-1893 | 1,824 | ROCK AND RILL. | 1,854 | 32 | The poetical works [1885] | &indent;The rill has heard the call, | y | null | 1800-1850 | "Into the sunshine out of shade!"
The rill has herd the call,
And, babbling low, her answer made, --
A laugh, 'twixt slip and fall.
Out from her cradle-roof of trees,
Over the free, rough ground!
The peaceful blue above she sees;
The cheerful green around.
A pleasant world for running streams
To ... |
english/todhunte/Z300511447 | 59,977 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Todhunter, John, 1839-1916 | 1,839 | IN THE LOUVRE. | 1,869 | 14 | Laurella, and other poems (1876) | Without a second glance. To me it seemed | y | null | 1800-1850 | A dingy picture: others passed it by
Without a second glance. To me it seemed
Mine somehow, yet I knew not how, nor why:
It hid some mystic thing I once had dreamed,
As I suppose. A palace-porch there stood,
With massy pillars and long front, where gleamed
Most precious sculptures; but all scarred and seamed
By ruining... |
english/wardfred/Z300520223 | 620,667 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Ward, Frederick William Orde, 1843-1922 | 1,843 | “ONLY ANOTHER MURDER.” | 1,873 | 42 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip (1890) | We wake, untouched by ill, and break our fast, | y | null | 1800-1850 | We wake, untouched by ill, and break our fast,
And on the papers careless glances cast --
What news today? We idly turn the page,
And nothing find our interest to engage
More than a passing moment. -- Nothing? -- Stay,
But is there really nothing new today?
And yet it is not new, the story told
Is not more dark and do... |
c20-american/am30169/Z300454201 | 623,984 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Daniels, Kate, 1953- | 1,953 | War Photograph | 1,983 | 35 | null | A naked child is running | null | null | 1950-2000 | A naked child is running
along the path towards us,
her arms stretched out,
her mouth open,
the world turned to trash
behind her.
She is running from the smoke
and the soldiers, from the bodies
of her mother and little sister
thrown down into a ditch,
from the blown-up bamboo hut
from the melted pots and pans.
And she... |
english/cambridg/Z300295060 | 913,336 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Cambridge, Richard Owen, 1717-1802 | 1,717 | A DIALOGUE BETWEEN A DISAPPOINTED CANDIDATE AND HIS FRIEND. | 1,747 | 62 | The Works (1803) | WHY in sorrow, my friend, who were always so gay? | y | null | 1700-1750 | WHY in sorrow, my friend, who were always so gay?
Have you had any cross, any losses at play?
Whence arises this gloom, this uncommon dejection?
Are you jilted in love?
I have lost my election.
On Sir Politic's family-interest I stood:
Five hundred, he swore they were steady and good --
Had faithfully promised, nay f... |
english/bishopsa/Z300280361 | 760,681 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Bishop, Samuel, 1731-1795 | 1,731 | EPIGRAM XV. [Celia's mouth opens with her eyes] | 1,761 | 13 | The Poetical Works (1796) | And out a curtain‐lecture flies:— | y | Epigram | 1700-1750 | Celia's mouth opens with her eyes;
And out a curtain-lecture flies: --
Then, breakfast puts her in a flutter;
She quarrels with her bred and butter: --
Dinner gives theme for new vexation;
And every theme, a new oration: --
While supper serves but to declare,
How female tongues improve by wear.
Each dame, ('this no... |
english/montgoro/Z300443860 | 668,393 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Montgomery, Robert, 1807-1855 | 1,807 | SINFULNESS OF SIN. | 1,837 | 100 | The Poetical Works (1854) | &indent;And, like our shadow, ne'er departs; | y | null | 1800-1850 | Sin colours all we do and prize,
And, Like our shadow, never departs;
E'en when we sleep, its blackness lies
In spirit brooding over our hearts.
The cleansing grace of Blood Divine
Alone can wash the stain away,
"So let it bath this heart of mine!" --
Believers thus for ever prey.
Sin struck the mora... |
english-ed2/ep2430/Z200661454 | 474,204 | null | English Poetry | O'Reilly, John Boyle, 1844-1890. | 1,844 | LOVE'S SECRET. | 1,874 | 20 | Life of John Boyle O'Reilly, by James Jeffery Roche. Together with his Complete Poems and Speeches, Edited by Mrs. John Boyle O'Reilly. Introduction by his Eminence James Cardinal Gibbons ... (1891) | &indent;His amorous hand amid her golden tresses; | y | null | 1800-1850 | Love found them sitting in a woodland place,
His amorous hand amid her golden tresses;
And Love looked smiling on her glowing face
And moistened eyes upturned to his caresses.
"O sweet," she murmured, "life is utter bliss!"
"Dear heart," he said, "our golden cup runs over!"
"Drink, love," she cried, "and t... |
english/tayloran/Z300504154 | 732,297 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Taylor, Ann, 1782-1866 | 1,782 | CRUST AND CRUMB. | 1,812 | 24 | null | &indent;Mamma yet says I must: | y | null | 1750-1800 | I can't eat all my bred indeed:
Mamma yet says I must:
This piece of crumb I do not needs;
I've eaten all the crust.
We never should throw bred away,
It is a sin to waste;
Yon poor boy's glances seem to say,
"I wish I had a taste."
Step hither, and you shall have some;
Come here, my little man;
Yo... |
english/whytesam/Z300535600 | 929,941 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Whyte, S. (Samuel), 1733-1811 | 1,733 | ADVICE TO A YOUNG LADY, ON THE DANGER OF INDISCRIMINATE ACQUAINTANCE. | 1,763 | 72 | A Collection of Poems on Various Subjects (1792) | &indent;As much to her thou ow'st, | y | null | 1700-1750 | To nature much, yet art declares,
As much to her thou owest,
And pointing out thy air and mien,
By that confirms her boast.
She says to fashion and improve
She largely did impart,
And modesty and candour join
To regulate thy heart.
Dear favourite of contending powers!
Thus all thy charms assert,
A... |
c20-american/am22125/Z300243484 | 354,311 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Cunningham, J. V. (James Vincent), 1911- | 1,911 | MARTIAL | 1,941 | 46 | null | Sabinus, I don't like you. You know why? | null | null | 1900-1950 | Sabinus, I don't Like you. You know why?
Sabinus, I don't Like you. That is why.
In private she mourns not the late-lamented;
If someone's by, her tears leap forth on call.
Sorrow, my dear, is not so easily rented.
They are true tears that without witness fall.
Bert is beguiling with his mother,
She is beguiling with h... |
c20-english/ep02001/Z300300604 | 386,115 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | English Poetry | Young, Andrew, 1885-1971. | 1,885 | The Secret Wood | 1,915 | 16 | null | Where there is nothing more to see | null | null | 1850-1900 | Where there is nothing more to see
Than this old earthbound tree
That years ago dry sawdust bled
But sprouts each spring a leaf or two
As though it tried not to be dead,
Or that down-hanging broken bough
That keeps its withered leaves till now,
Like a dead man that cannot move
Or take his own clothes off,
What is it th... |
english-ed2/holmesed/Z200679701 | 314,748 | null | English Poetry | Holmes, Edmond Gore Alexander, 1850-1936. | 1,850 | X | 1,880 | 14 | The Triumph of Love. By Edmond Holmes | Like summer tempests, in my heart arise, | y | null | 1850-1900 | Sometimes vain longings to drink deep of love,
Like summer tempests, in my heart arise,
Till tremblingly my lips begin to move,
As love's avowal on their threshold die.
Then Like a puzzled child, with mute appeal
Scanning thy face, I ask it to confess
Thy heart's deep secret, but its eyes reveal
Nought but their own en... |
c20-american/am23086/Z300256153 | 730,864 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Pastan, Linda, 1932- | 1,932 | The Lumberjacks | 1,962 | 20 | null | They entered Eden | null | null | 1900-1950 | They entered Eden
with their saws and axes,
and as Eve watched
from just beyond the gate
they turned the live trees
into timber, a carnage
of chestnut, cedar, alder,
spilling the fruit and
stripping the bark, measuring,
cutting into four-by-fours and
two-by-sixes -- numbering
now instead of naming, until
even the com... |
english-ed2/bellhenr/Z300646781 | 305,948 | null | English Poetry | Bell, Henry Thomas Mackenzie, 1856-1930 | 1,856 | FLOWER‐GATHERING. | 1,886 | 12 | Old Year Leaves: Being Old Verses Revised: By H. T. Mackenzie Bell ... New Edition (1886) | With faces all aglow with Childhood's glee— | y | null | 1850-1900 | Two merry children in a meadow see,
With faces all aglow with Childhood's glee --
While finding fragrant flowrets here and there
To weave into a chaplet fresh and fair,
Till of the sweet wild flowers they gaily make
A guerdon to reward the pains they take.
So 'this, methinks, amid Life's tedious toil,
And sordid stri... |
english-ed2/ep2535/Z200669494 | 252,013 | null | English Poetry | Brereton, John Le Gay, the Elder, 1827-1886 | 1,827 | [Like streams that from the hills descend] | 1,857 | 12 | The Travels of Prince Legion, and Other Poems. By John Le Gay Brereton (1857) | &indent;And thro' the fields and city flow, | y | null | 1800-1850 | Like streams that from the hills descend,
And through' the fields and city flow,
The genii that on thee attend
Are kinder than they know.
From airy hope's empyrean hurled,
And tossed on life's tumultuous sea,
I learn once more to love the world
That still is kind to thee.
A love Like lawless winds tha... |
english/bailliej/Z300266932 | 202,774 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Baillie, Joanna, 1762-1851 | 1,762 | VOLUNTEER'S SONG, WRITTEN IN 1803. | 1,792 | 48 | The Dramatic and Poetical Works (1851) | &indent;Freemen, children of the free, | y | null | 1750-1800 | Ye who Britain's soldiers be, --
Freemen, children of the free,
Who quickly come at danger's call,
From shop and palace, cot and hall,
And brace you bravely up in warlike gear,
For all that you hold dear;
Blessed in your hands be sword and spear!
There is no banded Briton here
On whom some... |
english/morriswi/Z300446391 | 535,782 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Morris, William, 1834-1896 | 1,834 | [THE MAYING OF QUEEN GUENEVERE.] [Fragments of other Arthurian subjects.] | 1,864 | 26 | The Collected Works (1910–1911) | The end of spring was now drawn near | y | null | 1800-1850 | The end of spring was now drawn near
And all the leaves were grown full long;
The apple twigs were stiff and strong,
And one by one fell off from sung
This thrush and that thrush by daylight,
Though lustily they sing near night.
This time a-maying went the Queen,
But Mellyagraunce across the green
Fresh meadows where t... |
american/am1302/Z300197830 | 218,517 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Sigourney, L. H. (Lydia Howard), 1791-1865 | 1,791 | FRIENDSHIP. | 1,821 | 16 | Moral Pieces (1815) | SOMETHING than pleasure dearer, more elate | n | null | 1750-1800 | SOMETHING than pleasure dearer, more elate
Than doubtful hope; more pensive too than joy;
More pure than love. They from a band of such
Confirm'd alliance, so constrain the will,
Sooth the rough passion, mingle with such art
The Hope's, the fears, the raptures of the soul,
That selfishness is lost, and one free aim
Ins... |
american/am0240/Z300152732 | 675,104 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Cary, Alice, 1820-1871 | 1,820 | THE UNCUT LEAF. | 1,850 | 28 | The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phœbe Cary (1882) | &indent;Because I have my secret grief? | y | null | 1800-1850 | You think I do not love you! Why,
Because I have my secret grief?
Because in reading I pass by,
Time and again, the uncut leaf?
One rainy night you read to me
In some old book, I know not what,
About the woods of Eldersie,
And a great hunt -- I have forgotten
What all the story was -- ah, well,
It... |
american/am1013/Z200181544 | 450,177 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Lowell, James Russell, 1819-1891 | 1,819 | XIV Scene, Elmwood A.D. 1890 | 1,849 | 44 | [Poems, in] American Literature (1963) | Though most of them are perfect bricks, | y | Dialogue | 1800-1850 | Though most of them are perfect bricks,
Helping us when we're at a distance
To boar our friends with our existence,
As, bless them, now they're helping me, --
The most expressive far is E;
For more nice things with that begin
Than all the rest can pride them in:
E begins Beauty, Goodness, Grace;
E begins Changeful Cha... |
c20-american/am23101/Z400257519 | 404,627 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Millay, Edna St. Vincent, 1892-1950 | 1,892 | I | 1,922 | 18 | null | That chill is in the air | null | null | 1850-1900 | That chill is in the air
Which the wise know well, and even have learned to bear.
This joy, I know,
Will soon be under snow.
The sun sets in a cloud
And is not seen.
Beauty, that spoke aloud,
Addresses now only the remembering ear.
The heart begins here
To feed on what has been.
Night falls fast.
Today is in the pass... |
english/milnesri/Z300437459 | 886,514 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Houghton, Richard Monckton Milnes, Baron, 1809-1885 | 1,809 | DELOS. | 1,839 | 60 | The Poetical Works (1876) | &indent;The wind so faintly arched the sail, | y | null | 1800-1850 | Though Syra's rock was passed at morn,
The wind so faintly arched the sail,
That ere to Delos we were born,
The autumn day began to fail,
And only in Diana's smiles
We reached the bay between the isles.
In sweet serenity of force
She ruled the Heavens without a star --
A sacred image that the course
O... |
english/ellisonh/Z300348720 | 383,423 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Ellison, Henry, 1811-1890 | 1,811 | THE MUSIC OF HUMANITY. | 1,841 | 14 | Stones from The Quarry [1875] | O noble concert of attunèd minds! | y | Sonnet | 1800-1850 | O noble concert of attunèd minds!
Melodious organs, into which the Muse
Immortal airs and breathings does infuse;
Through whose full diapason Music finds
Voice plenary; heavenly harmony unwinds
Her "endless band," which still itself renews:
Strings of the lyre God deigns Himself to use;
Choir-leaders, who in all degree... |
english/doylesir/Z200341914 | 45,845 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Doyle, Francis Hastings, Sir, 1810-1888 | 1,810 | A FAREWELL. TO HELEN. | 1,840 | 16 | The Return of the Guards (1883) | &indent;Thy name a seated star, | y | null | 1800-1850 | Hadst thou been steadfast, I had made
Thy name a seated star,
A Quenchless Beacon-fire, displayed
To Times and Realms afar.
Hadst thou been steadfast! But thy heart,
Weak against storm and shower,
When sunshine threatened but to part,
Closed Like a trembling flower.
Young flower, blush on, I blame the... |
english/pasquina/Z200537027 | 599,881 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Pasquin, Anthony, 1761-1818 | 1,761 | An EPITAPH on Mrs. HACKETT of BIRMINGHAM. | 1,791 | 18 | Poems [1789] | All that was lovely, excellent, and just! | y | Heroic couplets | 1750-1800 | Beneath this turf lies mouldering into dust,
All that was lovely, excellent, and just!
Her God had blessed her with and ample mind,
Which Faith inspired, and Elegance refined.
She passed, with Truth, her inoffensive days,
In deeds of honour, and her Maker's praise!
Whoe'er thou art, by Pride or Pity led,
Muse as you re... |
c20-english/car2902/Z300134406 | 689,530 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | Modern Poetry | Morgan, Edwin, 1920- | 1,920 | Gangs (1990) | 1,950 | 14 | null | Naw naw, there's nae big wurds here, there ye go. | null | Sonnet | 1900-1950 | Naw naw, there's nae big wurds here, there you go.
Christ man ye're in a bade weigh, kin you staun?
See here no, wance we know jist where we're gaun,
we'll jump thon old -- stoap that, will you -- Quango.
Thaim that squealt Lower Inflation aye, Them,
plus thane YY Zero Wage Increase, wans,
they'll no know what hit thim... |
c20-english/ep30061/Z300602646 | 695,250 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | English Poetry | Herbert, W. N., 1961- | 1,961 | Tarzan Visits Highland Region | 1,991 | 56 | null | The crow flies into the Forestry forest, ignoring | null | null | 1950-2000 | The crow flies into the Forestry forest, ignoring
the apple core lying on the single track road,
to commune with the spirit of the conifers
about the poor showing by Buckie Thistle
last Saturday, or indeed any Saturday.
The spirit of the conifers, a former seer
whose remains are scattered beneath
the chemists in Beauly... |
english/thornbur/Z200510166 | 523,952 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Thornbury, Walter, 1828-1876 | 1,828 | Baucis and Philemon. (A LEGEND OF AN ENGLISH WORKHOUSE.) | 1,858 | 66 | Historical & Legendary Ballads & Songs (1876) | &indent;(The name is not material to the story)? | y | null | 1800-1850 | What does it matter whither Giles or Styles
(The name is not material to the story)?
Some years ago there was and old, old pair,
With time, not trouble, bent and bowed and hoary.
In a trim cottage overrun with flowers,
They'd lived for forty years of sun and showers.
Outside the door, the well-thatched hives w... |
english-ed2/ep2471/Z300663651 | 331,468 | null | English Poetry | Morton, Frank, 1869-1923. | 1,869 | SUNT LACHRYMAE RERUM | 1,899 | 15 | Laughter and Tears: Verses of a Journalist: By Frank Morton (1908) | Her hair was golden, curling wilfully; | y | null | 1850-1900 | Her hair was golden, curling wilfully;
Her from was modeled most deliciously,
Well poised and delicately garmented;
Dainty from russet toe to saucy head --
Subtly alluring. Thus it seemed to me.
The smiling autumn sun sank brilliantly
In gleaming grandeur, exquisite to see.
I did not watch the cloud-fleck... |
c20-african-american/da22027/Z300571439 | 353,175 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | African-American Poetry | Young, Al, 1939- | 1,939 | ONE WEST COAST | 1,969 | 45 | null | Green is the color of everything | null | null | 1900-1950 | Green is the colour of everything
that isnt brown, the tones ranging
Like mountains, the colours changing.
You look up towards the hills & fog --
the familiarity of it after so many years
a resident tourist.
A young man walks
towards you in vague streetcrossing denims
& pronounced boots. From the pallor of
his gait,... |
english/mollineu/Z200442971 | 448,300 | 1660-1700 Restoration | English Poetry | Mollineux, Mary, 1651?-1695 | 1,651 | Upon Parting with a Friend. | 1,681 | 42 | Fruits of Retirement (1702) | &indent;&indent;So apt to raise a Tumult in the Mind? | y | null | 1650-1700 | And can the affects of Cordial Friendship be
So apt to raise a Tumult in the Mind?
Or so injurious to my Friend and me,
To make us to each other seem unkind?
'It then but weak; nay Weakness surely must
Be challenged ours: Friendship is always just.
May we not innocently then rejoice
In ... |
english/burnsrob/Z200293081 | 528,601 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Burns, Robert, 1759-1796 | 1,759 | SWEET AFTON | 1,789 | 24 | The Poetry (1896) | Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise! | y | null | 1750-1800 | Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes!
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a sung in thy praise!
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream --
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream!
Thou stock dove whose echo resounds through' the glen,
Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yond thorny den,
Thou green-crested lap... |
c20-english/ep41001/Z300306433 | 108,399 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | English Poetry | Watkins, Vernon Phillips, 1906-1967 | 1,906 | Serena | 1,936 | 60 | null | The cradle stirs. | null | null | 1900-1950 | The cradle stirs.
There life, there innocence, there the miracle shines.
Old, he is old:
Life's earliest word, the first. Light has created him
Out of inscrutable deeps.
And the light breathes;
It breathes in darkness, trembles, trembles and wakes.
There is no help,
There is no help in this room. The divining deluge
T... |
american/am0338/Z200156180 | 882,258 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Wilcox, Ella Wheeler, 1850-1919 | 1,850 | TWO VOICES | 1,880 | 30 | Poems of problems (1914) | Down from the paths of purity, to walk the streets of shame? | y | null | 1850-1900 | O wanton one, O wicked one, how was it that you came,
Down from the paths of purity, to walk the streets of shame?
And wherefore was that precious wealth, God gave to you in trust,
Flung broadcast for the feet of men to trample in the dust?
O prudent one, O spotless one, now listen well to me.
The ways that led to whe... |
c20-american/am23086/Z300255919 | 342,538 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Pastan, Linda, 1932- | 1,932 | To a Second Son | 1,962 | 24 | null | Now you embrace chameleons | null | null | 1900-1950 | Now you embrace chameleons
changing colour yourself with the scenery,
white with me and my white questions,
muted under a sky bruised
black and blue.
You feed your lizards
moths, plundered each evening
from the porch light
while my shudder records
as accurately as a seismograph
the distance between us.
Peter, we have... |
english-ed2/ep2282/Z300653558 | 310,393 | null | English Poetry | Jones, Mary, d. 1778 | 1,778 | On her Bed‐Chamber's Chimney Being blown down at St. JAMES's. | 1,808 | 47 | Miscellanies in Prose and Verse. By Mary Jones (1750) | And warm my spotless virgin bed: | y | null | 1750-1800 | "Go, Betty, (gentle Delia said)
And warm my spotless virgin bed:
I'm Frost, I'm Ice, all cold as stone!
But how can One be warm alone?
Well, be it so -- What can't be cured,
The Proverb says, must be endured.
Stay -- go, I mean -- but on my chair
Besure lay Farquhar's Constant Pair.
My Psalms and Hymns, here, take away... |
c20-american/am22150/Z200244190 | 993,860 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Hugo, Richard, 1923-1982. | 1,923 | Clachard | 1,953 | 19 | null | Maybe they believed anything that solid | null | null | 1900-1950 | Maybe they believed anything that solid
and big must have eyes and would warn them
when Vikings sailed into view. We know
nothing about it, this stone stood on end.
Why on this spot? That much weight
took many men to erect we are certain.
In hard wind we imagine men crushed
under the stone and the trying again.
In soft... |
c20-english/ep82001/Z300608426 | 487,418 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | English Poetry | Chesterton, G. K. (Gilbert Keith), 1874-1936 | 1,874 | THOU SHALT NOT KILL | 1,904 | 18 | null | I had grown weary of him; of his breath | null | null | 1850-1900 | I had grown weary of him; of his breath
And hands and features I was sick to death.
Each day I herd the same dull voice and tread;
I did not hate him: but I wished him dead.
And he must with his blank face fill my life --
Then my brain blackened, and I snatched a knife.
But ere I struck, my soul's gray deserts throug... |
c20-american/am22180/Z300247199 | 452,895 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Song, Cathy, 1955- | 1,955 | SYMPHONY | 1,985 | 55 | null | Two days after Christmas | null | null | 1950-2000 | Two days after Christmas
a light snow fell.
It fell Like notes from the sky,
chaotic and random to the untrained eye.
The clock on the kitchen wall kept time.
The woman who watched it, interpreted it.
She likened it to something symphonic,
the musical texture of the snow --
a flurry of feathers in the downward descen... |
c20-american/am20027/Z400208628 | 653,544 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Reznikoff, Charles, 1894-1976. | 1,894 | 20 Samuel | 1,924 | 33 | null | All day I am before the altar | null | null | 1850-1900 | All day I am before the altar
and at night sleep beside it;
I think in psalms, my mind a psalter.
I sit in the temple. From inside it
I see the smoke eddy in the wind;
now and then a leaf will ride it
upward and when the leaf has spinned
its moment, the winds hide it.
Against their hurly-burly
I shut the window of my m... |
c20-african-american/da22030/Z300572169 | 107,330 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | African-American Poetry | Madhubuti, Haki R., 1942- | 1,942 | The Shape Of Things To Come | 1,972 | 29 | null | in naples, italy | null | null | 1900-1950 | in Naples, Italy
the earth
quaked and three hundred thousand are
without beds, toilets and knowledge
of loved ones.
hourly revisions enlarge the dead & injured.
normal shortages exist adding
burial coverings
for the young
(evidently falling into the earth by the thousands is
not punishment enough)
the word goes out
to ... |
english-ed2/ep2356/Z200655624 | 555,793 | null | English Poetry | Colborne-Veel, Mary, d. 1923. | 1,923 | THE BLESSING | 1,953 | 30 | A Little Anthology of Mary Colborne-Veel: Edited by Jessie Mackay (1924) | The Master He was hungry, | y | null | 1900-1950 | The Master He was hungry,
"Shall we not dine," said He,
"On the good fruit amongst the leaves
Of this delightful tree?"
But, ah! the figtree boar no fruit.
"Wither," He bade it, "to the root;
For thus deceiving me."
The Master He was hungry.
He plucked the ears so read
Of the good corn beside the way,
... |
c20-american/am20091/Z300216242 | 876,036 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Wojahn, David, 1953- | 1,953 | Diary Pages: Amsterdam No. 263 Prinsengracht, 1979 | 1,983 | 65 | null | Anne Frank bore no adult grief, but what is adult grief? | null | null | 1950-2000 | Anne Frank boar no adult grief, but what is adult grief?
The day your lover left
you climbed with her and thirty Belgian schoolkids up
the stairway to the secret
passageway, the famous bookcase door, the hushed
surreptitious rooms
of three years' hiding: the diary pages, whispered meals
of turnips, and her desk
in a c... |
english/rawnsley/Z200471878 | 918,969 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Rawnsley, H. D. (Hardwicke Drummond), 1851-1920 | 1,851 | TYNDALE'S PILLAR, AT NIBLEY KNOLL. | 1,881 | 14 | A book of Bristol sonnets (1877) | Which sealed from faltering men God's easy Word, | y | Sonnet | 1850-1900 | Thou, by whose generous hands the clasps were riven,
Which sealed from faltering men God's easy Word,
Which marred with intricate human knots the cord,
And bound men earthward, while it strained for Heaven!
Well was such prospect to thy memory given
Where Severn fills with light the thirsty ford,
And gives the dewless ... |
c20-english/ep84001/Z400577235 | 173,547 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | English Poetry | MacNeice, Louis, 1907-1963 | 1,907 | The Once‐in‐Passing (1966) | 1,937 | 15 | null | And here the cross on the window means myself | null | null | 1900-1950 | And here the cross on the window means myself
But that window does not open;
Born here, I should have proved a different self.
Such vistas dare not open;
For what can walk or talk without tongue or feet?
Here for a month to spend but not to earn,
How could I even imagine
Such a life here that my plain days could earn
... |
english/baylynat/Z300275139 | 692,007 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Bayly, Thomas Haynes, 1797-1839 | 1,797 | I'LL LIVE ON THE SMILES. | 1,827 | 16 | Songs, Ballads, and Other Poems (1844) | I love you sincerely, though often you tell me | y | null | 1750-1800 | I love you sincerely, though often you tell me
I have not the symptoms that lovers should wear;
You say I should languish, and strive to compel me
To sue for your pity, with sighs of despair.
Yet think not that sighing, of love, is a token:
You frown, yet I cannot contrive to repine;
If hearts are not worth... |
english/gayjohn/Z400378386 | 153,250 | 1700-1749 Early Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Gay, John, 1685-1732 | 1,685 | FABLE XXXVI. Pythagoras and the Countryman. | 1,715 | 40 | The Poetical Works (1926) | By soaring meditation drawn, | y | null | 1650-1700 | Pythag'ras rose at early dawn.
By soaring meditation drawn,
To breathe the fragrance of the day,
Through flowery fields he took his way;
In musing contemplation warm,
His steps misled him to a farm,
Where, on the ladder's topmost round
A Peasant stood; the hammer's found
Shook the weak barn. Say, friend, what care
Call... |
english/sewardan/Z300482328 | 369,990 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Seward, Anna, 1742-1809 / Horace, 65-8 BC (orig.) | 1,742 | TO POSTHUMUS. BOOK THE SECOND, ODE THE FOURTEENTH. | 1,772 | 36 | The Poetical Works (1810) | &indent;Unpausing glide away; | y | null | 1700-1750 | Alas! my Posthumus, the years
Unpausing glide away;
Nor suppliant hands, nor fervent prayers,
Their fleeting pace delay;
Nor smooth the brow, when furrowing lines descend,
Nor from the stoop of age the faltering frame defend.
Time goads us on, relentless sire!
On to the shadowy shape, that stands
Terrific ... |
english/cloughar/Z300315382 | 463,507 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Clough, Arthur Hugh, 1819-1861 | 1,819 | I | 1,849 | 14 | The Poems (1869): SEVEN SONNETS ON THE THOUGHT OF DEATH | Before the dawning beauty, which we know | y | null | 1800-1850 | That children in their loveliness should die
Before the dawning beauty, which we know
Cannot remain, has yet begun to go;
That when a certain perjod has passed by,
People of genius and of faculty,
Leaving behind them some result to show,
Having performed some function, should forego
The task which younger hands can bet... |
english/ellisonh/Z300348056 | 391,782 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Ellison, Henry, 1811-1890 | 1,811 | HOMER. | 1,841 | 14 | Stones from The Quarry [1875] | As when we sudden come upon the sea, | y | Sonnet | 1800-1850 | As when we sudden come upon the sea,
And the great measured waves sweep up the shore,
And the great winds, refreshing themselves, over
It sport, and dip their wings so strong and free;
And look we where we will, all seems to be
Boundless, horizonless; so I explore
The wide expanse Homeric, with rich store
Hid in its ch... |
english/elliottc/Z200345678 | 270,130 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Elliott, Charlotte, 1789-1871 | 1,789 | [O Thou! who didst for me descend] | 1,819 | 20 | Thoughts in Verse (1871) | &indent;Into the dark and noisome grave, | y | null | 1750-1800 | O Thou! who didst for me descend
Into the dark and noisome grave,
My God! my everlasting Friend!
Mighty indeed art Thou to save!
Thou'rt now alive for evermore,
And hast the keys of hell and death;
Thou art invested with all power
In heaven above -- on earth beneath.
And on Thy vesture shines a name,
... |
c20-american/am20054/Z300213204 | 40,153 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Havighurst, Marion, d.1974 | 1,974 | GOLD OF BEECHES. | 2,004 | 27 | null | That prick the lawn in pattern bright; | null | null | 1950-2000 | The gold I love is not of dandelions,
That prick the lawn in pattern bright;
Nor of blown daffodils, tied sails of light,
That flutter vainly at their verdant moorings;
Nor of glad buttercups that streak the fields
Like gold inlay on warriors' shields.
Perhaps you have not seen the gold I love,
Nor know how permanent ... |
english/loversam/Z300418119 | 256,824 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Lover, Samuel, 1797-1868 | 1,797 | THE FAIRY TEMPTER. | 1,827 | 24 | Songs and ballads (1858) | List'ning to the music the spring birds made, | y | null | 1750-1800 | A fair girl was sitting in the greenwood shade,
List'ning to the music the spring birds made,
When sweeter by far than the birds on the tree,
A voice murmured near her, "Oh come, love, with me,
In earth or air,
A thing so fair
I have not seen as thee!
Then come love, with me."
"With a star ... |
english/cloughar/Z300315237 | 1,048 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Clough, Arthur Hugh, 1819-1861 | 1,819 | NOLI ÆMULARI. | 1,849 | 16 | The Poems (1869): POEMS ON RELIGIOUS AND BIBLICAL SUBJECTS | &indent;The peace that is thy light to thee | y | null | 1800-1850 | In controversial foul impureness
The peace that is thy light to thee
Quench not: in faith and inner sureness
Possess thy soul and let it be.
No violence -- perverse, persistent --
What cannot be can bring to be;
No zeal what is make more existent,
And strife but blinds the eyes that see.
What though ... |
english/siger1ep/Z200588279 | 328,168 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Sigerson, Dora, 1866-1918 | 1,866 | WEARY | 1,896 | 22 | null | Weary I sit for a moment clasping this cross of stone, | y | null | 1850-1900 | Here, in the silent churchyard, 'mid a thousand dead, alone,
Weary I sit for a moment clasping this cross of stone,
Weary of worldly passion of selfishness, greed, and sin.
Grant me the shade of thy wings, O Death, for I would rest within,
Weary of smiling faces when the heart is Like to break,
Of lips that are too sil... |
english/anderso2/Z300260611 | 828,535 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Anderson, R. (Robert), 1770-1833 | 1,770 | FRAGMENT, WRITTEN EXTEMPORE. | 1,800 | 28 | The Poetical Works (1820) | Except health, liberty, and peace of mind; | n | null | 1750-1800 | Nought is there in this wide world worth enjoying,
Except health, liberty, and peace of mind;
Yet, strange, a thousand vain desires torment us,
And overthrow the Hope's of happiness.
First, pride, a dangerous inmate of the breast,
Her various gewgaws holds to youth's found view,
And lures the thoughtless mind from wisd... |
english/roberts1/Z200474430 | 918,254 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Robertson, James, fl. 1768-1788 | 1,768 | The Beggars' Imitations. | 1,798 | 40 | A Collection of Comic Songs [1805] | &indent;And I'll tell you the reason why, | y | null | 1750-1800 | There's a difference between a beggar and a queen,
And I'll tell you the reason why,
A queen cannot swagger, nor get drunk as a beggar,
Nor be half so happy as I: --
Toll de roll, loll de roll --
There's a difference between a beggar and a queen,
And I'll tell you the reason why,
A queen cannot swagger, n... |
american/am0144/Z300148408 | 880,016 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Stedman, Edmund Clarence, 1833-1908 | 1,833 | THE DISCOVERER | 1,863 | 54 | The poems [1908] | &indent;Whose earthly summers are but three, | y | null | 1800-1850 | I have a little kinsman
Whose earthly summer's are but three,
And yet a voyager is he
Greater than Drake or Frobisher,
Than all their peers together!
He is a brave discoverer,
And, far beyond the tether
Of them who seek the frozen Pole,
Has sailed where the noiseless surges roll.
Ay, he ... |
english-ed2/gravesal/Z200679061 | 184,955 | null | English Poetry | Graves, Alfred Perceval, 1846-1931. | 1,846 | LOOBEEN. | 1,876 | 36 | Irish Songs and Ballads. By Alfred Perceval Graves (1880) | &indent;Out I wandered through our orchard. | y | null | 1800-1850 | Ere the sun began to peep,
Out I wandered through our orchard.
Since you couldn't quiet sleep,
By the thoughts of Torlogh tortured;
For 'this rumoured how of late,
By his manly beauty melted,
With your pippen, plump and straight
At the boy in vain you pelted.
Yes! Saint Bridgid, for my sake
Interf... |
c20-american/am20086/Z200215725 | 426,897 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Wilder, Amos Niven, 1895- | 1,895 | BELLEAU. JUNE 1, 1918. | 1,925 | 14 | null | When France was splintered and convulsed with throes, | null | null | 1850-1900 | In that fair month that saw the final stand,
When France was splintered and convulsed with throes,
As, in the armies of the black-helmed foes,
Chaos thrust forth his fingers over the land,
And as when seas encroach upon a strand,
Moved, and immeasurable flood of Night,
Across the spring, while men and beasts in flight
... |
english/manganja/Z200424480 | 42,040 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Mangan, James Clarence, 1803-1849 | 1,803 | WHEN THE ROSES BLOW. | 1,833 | 33 | Poems (1903) | Man looks out for brighter hours; | y | null | 1800-1850 | When the roses blow
Man looks out for brighter hours;
When the roses glow
Hope relights her lampless bowers.
Much that seemed in Winter's gloom
Dark with heavy woe
Wears a gladsome hue and bloom
When the roses blow --
When the roses blow --
Wears a gladsome hue and bloom
When the roses blow.
When... |
english/langandr/Z400413448 | 915,792 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 | 1,844 | Tired of Towns | 1,874 | 20 | The Poetical Works (1923) | And you say that I'm bound for another city, | y | null | 1800-1850 | I'm weary of towns, it seems a'most a pity
We didn't stop down I' the country and clem ;
And you say that I'm bound for another city,
For the streets oh' the New Jerusalem.
And the streets are never Like Sheffield, here,
Nor the smoke don't cling Like a smut to them;
But the water oh' life flows cool and c... |
english/tayloran/Z200504258 | 321,673 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Taylor, Ann, 1782-1866 | 1,782 | FISH OUT OF WATER. | 1,812 | 40 | null | Some folks there are, both small and great, | y | null | 1750-1800 | Some folks there are, both small and great,
Who (though it very strange is),
Seem discontented in their state,
And always long for changes.
The poor are pining to be rich,
And dunces to be witty;
Thus all are discontented, which
Is certainly a pity.
That such may altar this defect,
And learn to gr... |
c20-american/am22114/Z300242119 | 14,996 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Carruth, Hayden, 1921- | 1,921 | 14 [Why extremely do we observe more of] | 1,951 | 14 | null | Why extremely do we observe more of | null | null | 1900-1950 | Why extremely do we observe more of
outrageousness now? Just yesterday
at the barbershop the door let in this guy
with and open read hold in his throat and a half-
bent tube coming out. He looked forty-five
and thin and shy. His footsteps were very slow.
A huge blue sunken scar was where his jaw
had been carved away. E... |
english/colersam/Z300317064 | 236,612 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Coleridge, Samuel Taylor, 1772-1834 | 1,772 | TO A FRIEND TOGETHER WITH AN UNFINISHED POEM | 1,802 | 32 | The Complete Poetical Works (1912) | Elaborate and swelling: yet the heart | y | null | 1750-1800 | Thus far my scanty brain hath built the rhyme
Elaborate and swelling: yet the heart
Not owns it. From thy spirit-breathing powers
I ask not now, my friend! the aiding verse,
Tedious to thee, and from thy anxious thought
Of dissonant mood. In fancy (well I know)
From business wandering far and local cares,
Thou creepest... |
c20-american/am20104/Z300218689 | 780,363 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Stevens, Wallace, 1879-1955. | 1,879 | FORCES, THE WILL & THE WEATHER | 1,909 | 30 | null | At the time of nougats, the peer yellow | null | null | 1850-1900 | At the time of nougats, the peer yellow
Sighed in the evening that he lived
Without ideas in a land without ideas,
The pair yellow, the peer.
It was at the time, the place, of nougats.
There the dogwoods, the white ones and the pink ones,
Bloomed in sheets, as they bloom, and the girl,
A pink girl took a white dog wal... |
english/miscell3/Z200641418 | 935,005 | 1880-1901 Late Victorian | English Poetry | Thomas, Margaret, c.1840-1929 | 1,840 | APOLOGY FOR AN IN MEMORIAM POEM. | 1,870 | 20 | null | &indent;Now thou art laid amid the dead? | y | null | 1800-1850 | Stranger! who asks a sung for thee
Now thou art laid amid the dead?
She who in all thy youth and strength
Bent on thy breast her golden head?
And with sweet words of jest and love,
Lured thee to festive hall and dance,
And shared with thee the glowing joys
Which in youth's brightest days entrance?
Ah,... |
english/loversam/Z300418238 | 96,809 | 1800-1834 Early Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Lover, Samuel, 1797-1868 | 1,797 | OH! GIVE ME THY HAND, FAIR LADY. | 1,827 | 24 | Songs and ballads (1858) | &indent;That snowy‐white hand, so small, | y | null | 1750-1800 | Oh! give me thy hand, fair lady,
That snowy-white hand, so small,
Thy bower shall be dainty, sweet lady,
In a bold baron's ancient hall;
There, beauty's of noble line, lady,
Shine forth from the pictured wall,
But if thou wilt be bride of mine, lady,
Then mine will outshine them all!
I see thou wilt no... |
english/taylorsi/Z300506439 | 766,396 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Taylor, Henry, Sir, 1800-1886 | 1,800 | SONG. [The bee to the heather] | 1,830 | 20 | The Works (1877–1878) | &indent;The lark to the sky, | y | null | 1800-1850 | The be to the heather,
The lark to the sky,
The roe to the greenwood,
And whither shall I?
Oh, Alice! o, Alice!
So sweet to the be
Are the moorland and heather
By Cannock and Leigh!
Oh, Alice! o, Alice!
O'er Teddesley Park
The sunny sky scatters
The notes of the lark!
Oh, Alice! o, Alice!
... |
c20-american/am20104/Z300218863 | 811,445 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Stevens, Wallace, 1879-1955. | 1,879 | PAISANT CHRONICLE | 1,909 | 30 | null | What are the major men? All men are brave. | null | null | 1850-1900 | What are the major men? All men are brave.
All men endure. The great captain is the choice
Of chance. Finally, the most solemn burial
Is a paisant chronicle.
Men live to be
Admired by men and all men, therefore, live
To be admired by all men. Nations live
To be admired by nations. The raze is brave.
The raze endures. ... |
english-ed2/ep2496/Z300666548 | 135,256 | null | English Poetry | Martin, Egbert, fl. 1870-1900 | 1,870 | THE OLD YEAR. | 1,900 | 36 | Leo's Poetical Works (1883) | Good‐bye, Old Year! in peace depart! | y | null | 1850-1900 | Good-bye, Old Year! in peace depart!
I give to thee a tribute sighs;
Full offspring of a faithful heart,
Good-bye, Old Year! good-bye!
Or rather say, a long farewell!
Your time is flying fast;
We met beneath a peaceful spell,
And now be such our last.
I owe thee very many joys,
I owe thee many a g... |
english-ed2/ep2256/Z300631634 | 969,250 | null | English Poetry | Ruskin, John, 1819-1900 | 1,819 | RHYMES FOR MUSIC. | 1,849 | 40 | The Poems Of John Ruskin: Now First Collected From Original Manuscript And Printed Sources; And Edited, In Chronological Order, With Notes, Biographical And Critical, By W. G. Collingwood (1891) | &indent;But let the wise ones walk,— | y | null | 1800-1850 | Let the little ones run,
But let the wise ones walk, --
Steady as steps the sun,
Straight as a barley-stalk.
And when all is nicely done,
We shall have time to talk.
In the Isle of Sky
The girls are shy;
And out of tune
By the Crook of Lune.
And they can't tell why,
But the balls go awry;
And they can't pl... |
english/wolcotjo/Z300541870 | 78,900 | 1750-1799 Later Eighteenth-Century | English Poetry | Pindar, Peter, 1738-1819 | 1,738 | THE INCONSTANT. | 1,768 | 16 | The Works of Peter Pindar (1816) | &indent;When blushing, she whisper'd her love; | y | null | 1700-1750 | The sighs of her heart was sincere,
When blushing, she whispered her love;
A found, how divine, in my ear,
For her voice was the voice of the dove.
Ah! who could from Phillida fly?
Yet I sought other nymphs of the vale,
Forgot both her blush and her sighs,
Nay, forgotten that I told her my tale.
In so... |
c20-american/am30215/Z300569544 | 725,809 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | American Poetry | Daniels, Jim, 1956– | 1,956 | WHERE ELSE CAN YOU GO | 1,986 | 51 | null | to get those wonderful T‐shirts | null | null | 1950-2000 | to get those wondered T-shirts
with the pocket for your smokes
the pocket for your smokes?
In all colours all sizes
blue and dark blue and light blue
and black and brown green and read
light brown dark red all colours.
Where else can you go
for the blue light the blue light
the blue light specials?
You kn... |
english/masseyge/Z300426987 | 107,401 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Massey, Gerald, 1828-1907 | 1,828 | A CRY OF THE UNEMPLOYED. | 1,858 | 32 | My Lyrical Life (1889) | Beneath a sky of smiling blue, on fragrant paths of flowers, | y | null | 1800-1850 | 'Tis hard to be a wanderer through this bright world of ours,
Beneath a sky of smiling blue, on fragrant paths of flowers,
With music in the woods, as there were nought but pleasure known,
Or Angels walked Earth's solitudes, and yet with want to groan:
To see no beauty in the stars, nor in Earth's welcome smile,
To wan... |
english/gossesir/Z300587834 | 1,905 | 1870-1899 Later Nineteenth-Century | English Poetry | Gosse, Edmund, 1849-1928 | 1,849 | MUSIC. | 1,879 | 12 | null | Stately she sat, and from her fine lips pour'd | y | null | 1800-1850 | Before the clavichord
Stately she sat, and from her fine lips poured
The sung I love so well:
Fair is she, yet I could afford
To loose those deep eyes where clear violets dwell,
And, in a whirl of found,
To gain the heaven where her young spirit soared,
Forgetful of the ground.
Music, thy noblest servant, Israfel,
Feel... |
english-ed2/ep2223/Z200652174 | 670,471 | null | English Poetry | Craik, Dinah Maria Mulock, 1826-1887 | 1,826 | A FRENCH NUN. | 1,856 | 18 | Children's Poetry: By the Author of “John Halifax, Gentleman” (1881) | &indent;Her heavy eyes down bending lowly, | y | null | 1800-1850 | She sits upon her pallet bed;
Her heavy eyes down bending lowly,
Sad thoughts may rack her weary head,
But never thoughts unholy:
And though she murmurs Latin prayers,
To say that she prays not -- who dares?
She has no husband and no child,
Is half forgotten by mother, father:
Yet, wone by her sweet aspect... |
american/am1327/Z200199536 | 983,531 | 1835-1869 Mid Nineteenth-Century | American Poetry | Very, Jones, 1813-1880 | 1,813 | The Invitation | 1,843 | 14 | The Complete Poems [1993] | There is no sound but thou dost hear my voice | y | null | 1800-1850 | There is no found but thou dost hear my voice
And in the silence of thine heart obey
Thou shalt with me before the throne rejoice
When I have led thee in the living way
Follow my steps they led to God and life
Where thou no more shalt fear no more shall fall
For I will give the weary rest from strife
And they with me s... |
c20-english/ep20104/Z300579789 | 339,060 | 1900-1999 Twentieth-Century | English Poetry | O'Brien, Sean, 1952- | 1,952 | Ryan in Winter | 1,982 | 61 | null | To be homeless took only a second: | null | null | 1950-2000 | To be homeless took only a second:
The big house was back out of sighed
And here I was, covered in somebody's snow
Like a man made a fool on a beach,
While the yew trees discreetly shed
Handfuls of flakes Like a word to the wise
Meaning Leave before anything happens.
You don't want a scene or the law.
But that wasn't ... |
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