A Convalescin’ Woman By Edgar Albert Guest

A Convalescin’ Woman A convalescin’ woman does the strangest sort o’ things, An’ it’s wonderful the courage that a little new strength brings; O, it’s…

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A Valentine By Edgar Albert Guest

A Valentine YOUR cheeks are pinker than the rose, Your eyes are bluer than the skies; Than you no fairer blossom grows, In you all…

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Defeat By Edgar Albert Guest

Defeat No one is beat till he quits, No one is through till he stops, No matter how hard Failure hits, No matter how often…

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July The Fourth, 1917 By Edgar Albert Guest

July The Fourth, 1917 Time was the cry went round the world: America for freedom speaks, A new flag is to-day unfurled, An eagle on…

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Prayer For The Home By Edgar Albert Guest

Prayer For The Home Peace, unto this house, I pray, Keep terror and despair away; Shield it from evil and let sin Never find lodging…

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Le Meunier By Emile Verhaeren

Le Meunier Le vieux meunier du moulin noir, On l’enterra, l’hiver, un soir De froid rugueux, de bise aiguë En un terrain de cendre et…

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Les Complaintes By Emile Verhaeren

Les Complaintes Les complaintes qu’on va chantant par la grand’route Avec leurs vieux refrains de banal désespoir, Avec leurs mots en panne et leur rythme…

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Les Plaines By Emile Verhaeren

Les Plaines Sous la tristesse et l’angoisse des cieux Les lieues S’en vont autour des plaines ; Sous les cieux bas Dont les nuages traînent…

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Lorsque Tu Fermeras Mes Yeux À La Lumière By Emile Verhaeren

Lorsque Tu Fermeras Mes Yeux À La Lumière Lorsque tu fermeras mes yeux à la lumière, Baise-les longuement, car ils t’auront donné Tout ce qui…

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Si D’Autres Fleurs Décorent La Maison By Emile Verhaeren

Si D’Autres Fleurs Décorent La Maison Si d’autres fleurs décorent la maison Et la splendeur du paysage, Les étangs purs luisent toujours dans le gazon,…

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Elegy V By Ovid

Elegy V In summer’s heat and mid-time of the day To rest my limbs upon a bed I lay, One window shut, the other open…

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In Summer’s Heat By Ovid

In Summer’s Heat In summer’s heat and mid-time of the day, To rest my limbs upon a bed I lay, One window shut, the other…

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Metamorphoses- Book The Ninth By Ovid

Metamorphoses- Book The Ninth Theseus requests the God to tell his woes, Whence his maim’d brow, and whence his groans arose Whence thus the Calydonian…

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Metamorphoses- Book The Sixth By Ovid

Metamorphoses- Book The Sixth PALLAS, attending to the Muse’s song, Approv’d the just resentment of their wrong; And thus reflects: While tamely I commend Those…

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Metamorphoses- Book The Tenth By Ovid

Metamorphoses- Book The Tenth THENCE, in his saffron robe, for distant Thrace, Hymen departs, thro’ air’s unmeasur’d space; By Orpheus call’d, the nuptial Pow’r attends,…

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Le Fantôme D’Ursule By Maurice Rollinat

Le Fantôme D’Ursule Une nuit, — vous allez bien sûr être incrédule, J’étais au coin du feu, lorsqu’en me retournant, Je vis debout dans l’ombre…

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Le Boudoir By Maurice Rollinat

Le Boudoir La dame aux cheveux longs et couleur de topaze Conserve dans sa chambre un magique cercueil Si fantastiquement vague et fragile à l’œil,…

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La Ruine Maudite By Maurice Rollinat

La Ruine Maudite De tous côtés, la ronce, effroyable broussaille, Grimpe férocement au long de la muraille. Sur un long banc de pierre, affreux comme…

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La Morgue By Maurice Rollinat

La Morgue Ceux que l’œil du public outrage, — Noyés, pendus, assassinés, Ils sont là, derrière un vitrage, Sur des lits de marbre inclinés. Des…

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La Créole By Maurice Rollinat

La Créole Voici l’heure décolorée : La créole a quitté l’ombrelle Et bâille dans son hamac frêle Au bruit de la vague éplorée. Les chatoiments…

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A Rhapsody By Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

A Rhapsody There is a God most surely in the heavens, Who smileth always, though His face be hid. And young Joy cometh as His…

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For Thee By Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

For Thee What woes are there I would not choose to bear For thy dear sake? Curses were blest, the ache Of sorrow’s scourging and…

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Love After Sorrow By Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Love After Sorrow Behold, this hour I love, as in the glory of morn. I too, the accursèd one, whom griefs pursue Like phantoms through…

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St. Valentine’s Day By Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

St. Valentine’s Day TO-DAY, all day, I rode upon the down, With hounds and horsemen, a brave company On this side in its glory lay…

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To Her Whose Name By Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

To Her Whose Name To her whose name, With its sweet sibilant sound like sudden showers Splashing the grass and flowers, Hath set my April…

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Upon The Death Of The Viscount Of Dundee By John Dryden

Upon The Death Of The Viscount Of Dundee O last and best of Scots! who didst maintain Thy country’s freedom from a foreign reign; New…

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Epitaph On The Lady Whitmore By John Dryden

Epitaph On The Lady Whitmore Fair, kind, and true, a treasure each alone, A wife, a mistress, and a friend, in one; Rest in this…

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Prologue To The Princess Of Cleves By John Dryden

Prologue To The Princess Of Cleves Ladies! (I hope there’s none behind to hear) I long to whisper something in your ear: A secret, which…

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To His Sacred Majesty. A Panegyric On His Coronation By John Dryden

To His Sacred Majesty. A Panegyric On His Coronation In that wild deluge where the world was drown’d, When life and sin one common tomb…

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A Dreamer Of Dreams By Madison Julius Cawein

A Dreamer Of Dreams He lived beyond men, and so stood Admitted to the brotherhood Of beauty:-dreams, with which he trod Companioned like some sylvan…

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Clouds Of The Autumn Night By Madison Julius Cawein

Clouds Of The Autumn Night Clouds of the autumn night, Under the hunter’s moon, Ghostly and windy white, Whither, like leaves wild strewn, Take ye…

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Late November By Madison Julius Cawein

Late November Deep in her broom-sedge, burs and iron-weeds, Her frost-slain asters and dead mallow-moons, Where gray the wilding clematis balloons The brake with puff-balls:…

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Swinging By Madison Julius Cawein

Swinging Under the boughs of spring She swung in the old rope-swing. Her cheeks, with their happy blood, Were pink as the apple-bud. Her eyes,…

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The Old Remain, The Young Are Gone By Madison Julius Cawein

The Old Remain, The Young Are Gone The old remain, the young are gone. The farm dreams lonely on the hill: From early eve to…

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تیغ از کف و بازوی تو ای فخر امم

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پر شد ز شراب عشق جانا جامم

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بی وصل تو زندگانی ای مه چکنم

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بسیار ز عاشقیت غمها خوردم

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بر دل ز غم فراق داغی دارم

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بر چرخ نهاده پای بستیم هنوز

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با دولت حسن دوست اندر جنگم

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با چهرهٔ آن نگار خندان ای گل

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با ابر همیشه در عتابش بینم

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ای گلبن نابسوده او باش هنوز

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ای گشته فراق تو غم‌افزای دلم

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ای گشته چو ماه و همچو خورشید سمر

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ای عهد تو عهد دوستان سر پل

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ای خورشیدی که نورت از روی امید

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ای چون شکن زلف تو پشتم خم خم

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ای بسته به تو مهر و وفا یک عالم

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افسرده شد از دم دهانم دم چشم

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آسیمه سران بی‌نواییم هنوز

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از گفتهٔ بد گوی تو چون هر عاقل

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از روی عتاب اگر چه گویی سردم

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از آمدنم فزود رنج بدنم

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یک چند در اسلام فرس تاخته‌ایم

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یک بوسه بر آن لبان خندان نزنم

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هر روز به درد از تو نویدی دارم

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هر چند شدم ز عش تو خوار و خجل

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ناید به کف آن زلف سمن مال به مال

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