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Jenny kiss'd Me, by Leigh Hunt
JENNY kiss'd me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Complete Poem
The gift, by Margaret Pow
I remember manythings
As my life passes by
Happiness, trouble and pain
Love, tears, going insane
I try to imagine
Complete Poem
Il Penseroso, by John Milton
HENCE vain deluding joyes,
The brood of folly without father bred,
How little you bested,
Or fill the fixed mind with all your toyes;
Dwell in som idle brain,
Complete Poem
The Water-Nymph and the Boy, by Roden Berkeley Wriothesley Noel
I FLUNG me round him,
I drew him under;
I clung, I drown'd him,
My own white wonder!...
Father and mother,
Complete Poem
A Litany, by Phineas Fletcher
DROP, drop, slow tears,
And bathe those beauteous feet
Which brought from Heaven
The news and Prince of Peace:
Cease not, wet eyes,
Complete Poem
Battle Song, by Ebenezer Elliott
DAY, like our souls, is fiercely dark;
What then? 'Tis day!
We sleep no more; the cock crows--hark!
To arms! away!
They come! they come! the knell is rung
Complete Poem
The Ninety and Nine, by Rose Elizabeth Smith
There are ninety and nine that work and die,
In hunger and want and cold,
That one may revel in luxury,
And be lapped in the silken fold.
And ninety and nine in their hovels bare,
Complete Poem
A Saint's Hours, by Sarah N. Cleghorn
In the still cold before the sun
(Her Matins) Her brothers and her sisters small
She woke, and washed and dressed each one.
And through the morning hours all
(Prime) Singing above her broom she stood
Complete Poem
Life, by Anna Laetitia Barbauld
LIFE! I know not what thou art,
But know that thou and I must part;
And when, or how, or where we met,
I own to me 's a secret yet.
But this I know, when thou art fled,
Complete Poem
A Rose, by Sir Richard Fanshawe
BLOWN in the morning, thou shalt fade ere noon.
What boots a life which in such haste forsakes thee?
Thou'rt wondrous frolic, being to die so soon,
And passing proud a little colour makes thee.
If thee thy brittle beauty so deceives,
Complete Poem
Night's Mardi Gras, by Edward J. Wheeler
Night is the true democracy. When day
Like some great monarch with his train has passed,
In regal pomp and splendor to the last,
The stars troop forth along the Milky Way,
A jostling crowd, in radiant disarray,
Complete Poem
Myself to Myself, by Madan G. Gandhi
Only One remains
throughout the enoic time
weaving on His desire loom
new creations in succession.
The maker of the plot
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