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A dozen poems

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Compensation, by William Ellery Leonard



I know the sorrows of the last abyss:
I walked the cold black pools without a star;
I lay on rock of unseen flint and spar;
I heard the execrable serpent hiss;
I dreamed of sun, fruit-tree, and virgin's kiss;

Complete Poem


Asylum, by William Bevill



The buns are moldy
Cat vomit stains smell sour across the halls
The crap is wiped all over bed sheets
Glasses of unsipped milk have curdled
Flesh rots and stinks up the bathtub

Complete Poem


Song Written at Sea, in the First Dutch War (1665), the night before an Engagement., by Charles Sackville, Earl of Dorset



TO all you ladies now at land
We men at sea indite;
But first would have you understand
How hard it is to write:
The Muses now, and Neptune too,

Complete Poem


`With Death's Prophetic Ear', by John Sandes



Lay my rifle here beside me, set my Bible on my breast,
For a moment let the warning bugles cease;
As the century is closing I am going to my rest,
Lord, lettest Thou Thy servant go in peace.
But loud through all the bugles rings a cadence in mine ear,

Complete Poem


Dominus Illuminatio Mea, by Anonymous



IN the hour of death, after this life's whim,
When the heart beats low, and the eyes grow dim,
And pain has exhausted every limb--
The lover of the Lord shall trust in Him.

When the will has forgotten the lifelong aim,

Complete Poem


Invocation, by William Drummond, of Hawthornden



PHOEBUS, arise!
And paint the sable skies
With azure, white, and red;
Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed,
That she thy career may with roses spread;

Complete Poem


The Fairies, by William Allingham



UP the airy mountain,
Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a-hunting
For fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk,

Complete Poem


The Automobile, by Percy MacKaye



Fluid the world flowed under us: the hills
Billow on billow of umbrageous green
Heaved us, aghast, to fresh horizons, seen
One rapturous instant, blind with flash of rills
And silver-rising storms and dewy stills

Complete Poem


Immortality, by John Liddell Kelly



At twenty-five I cast my horoscope,
And saw a future with all good things rife --
A firm assurance of eternal life
In worlds beyond, and in this world the hope
Of deathless fame. But now my sun doth slope

Complete Poem


A Garden Song, by Henry Austin Dobson



HERE in this sequester'd close
Bloom the hyacinth and rose,
Here beside the modest stock
Flaunts the flaring hollyhock;
Here, without a pang, one sees

Complete Poem


The Phoenix, by Arthur Christopher Benson



BY feathers green, across Casbeen
The pilgrims track the Phoenix flown,
By gems he strew'd in waste and wood,
And jewell'd plumes at random thrown.

Till wandering far, by moon and star,

Complete Poem


Hard to Swallow, by Glen Sorestad



Poet Laureate of Saskatchewan

I raise the glass to my lips --
Bourgogne Passe-Tout-Grains --
and let the ruby elixir
fill my mouth. From the sixth floor

Complete Poem

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