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Forget not yet: The Lover Beseecheth his Mistress not to Forget his Steadfast Faith and True Intent, by Sir Thomas Wyatt



FORGET not yet the tried intent
Of such a truth as I have meant;
My great travail so gladly spent,
Forget not yet!

Forget not yet when first began

Complete Poem


Still Cold Outside..., by Ghan Dace



Living in the forest of pain,
No one could see my tears in the rain,
Night was the witness
Cold was the witness
and my broken wings, but you...

Complete Poem


Verses from the Shepherds' Hymn, by Richard Crashaw



WE saw Thee in Thy balmy nest,
Young dawn of our eternal day;
We saw Thine eyes break from the East,
And chase the trembling shades away:
We saw Thee, and we blest the sight,

Complete Poem


Remember, by Christina Georgina Rossetti



REMEMBER me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day

Complete Poem


Harbury, by Louise Driscoll



All the men of Harbury go down to the sea in ships,
The wind upon their faces, the salt upon their lips.

The little boys of Harbury when they are laid to sleep,
Dream of masts and cabins and the wonders of the deep.

The women-folk of Harbury have eyes like the sea,

Complete Poem


Overnight, a Rose, by Caroline Giltinan



That overnight a rose could come
I one time did believe,
For when the fairies live with one,
They wilfully deceive.
But now I know this perfect thing

Complete Poem


Song, by Sir George Etherege



LADIES, though to your conquering eyes
Love owes his chiefest victories,
And borrows those bright arms from you
With which he does the world subdue,
Yet you yourselves are not above

Complete Poem


Love's Substitute, by Bernard O'Dowd



This love, that dares not warm before its flame
Our yearning hands, or from its tempting tree
Yield fruit we may consume, or let us claim
In Hymen's scroll of happy heraldry
The twining glyphs of perfect you and me --

Complete Poem


A Boy's Song, by James Hogg



WHERE the pools are bright and deep,
Where the grey trout lies asleep,
Up the river and over the lea,
That 's the way for Billy and me.

Where the blackbird sings the latest,

Complete Poem


The Quiet Singer, by Charles Hanson Towne



(Ave! Francis Thompson)

He had been singing -- but I had not heard his voice;
He had been weaving lovely dreams of song,
O many a morning long.
But I, remote and far,

Complete Poem


The Which's Ballad, by William Bell Scott



O, I hae come from far away,
From a warm land far away,
A southern land across the sea,
With sailor-lads about the mast,
Merry and canny, and kind to me.

Complete Poem


On the Beach, by Michael Williams



At dawn, bare footed, viewing as far as eyes can reach,
the water's edge advances and recedes along the beach.

Before me I see a carpet of half-buried shells of sea-creatures,
tide washed and rippled in sodden sand along the beach.

I move, exploring, sodden sand oozing between my toes,

Complete Poem

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