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A dozen poems
For January 28, 2012A version friendly to printer and palmtop
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Vox ultima Crucis, by John Lydgate
TARYE no lenger; toward thyn heritage
Hast on thy weye, and be of ryght good chere.
Go eche day onward on thy pylgrymage;
Thynke howe short tyme thou hast abyden here.
Thy place is bygged above the sterres clere,
Witness to Eerie Happenings, by Madan G. Gandhi
In flashes of explosion I see
a million billion crackers burst
in desolate dark of the sky.
The punctured sheen of space unfolds
on eternity's chequer board,
A Song of Two Wanderers, by Marguerite Wilkinson
Dear, when I went with you
To where the town ends,
Simple things that Christ loved --
They were our friends;
Tree shade and grass blade
To His Forsaken Mistress, by Sir Robert Ayton
I DO confess thou'rt smooth and fair,
And I might have gone near to love thee,
Had I not found the slightest prayer
That lips could move, had power to move thee;
But I can let thee now alone
Gratiana Dancing, by Richard Lovelace
SHE beat the happy pavement--
By such a star made firmament,
Which now no more the roof envies!
But swells up high, with Atlas even,
Bearing the brighter nobler heaven,
A Garden, Written after the Civil Wars, by Andrew Marvell
SEE how the flowers, as at parade,
Under their colours stand display'd:
Each regiment in order grows,
That of the tulip, pink, and rose.
But when the vigilant patrol
A White Rose, by John Boyle O'Reilly
THE red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
Song, by William Watson
APRIL, April,
Laugh thy girlish laughter;
Then, the moment after,
Weep thy girlish tears!
April, that mine ears
Wind o' the Autumn, by Will. H. Ogilvie
I love you, wind o' the Autumn, that came from I know not where,
To lead me out of the toiling world to a ballroom fresh and fair,
Where the poplars tall and golden and the beeches rosy and red
Are setting to woodland partners and dancing the stars to bed!
Oh! say, wild wind o' the Autumn, may I dance this dance with you
A Folk Song, by Jessie Mackay
I came to your town, my love,
And you were away, away!
I said "She is with the Queen's maidens:
They tarry long at their play.
They are stringing her words like pearls
Jolly Good Ale and Old, by William Stevenson
I CANNOT eat but little meat,
My stomach is not good;
But sure I think that I can drink
With him that wears a hood.
Though I go bare, take ye no care,
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...
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