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A dozen poems

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Rosalind's Madrigal, by Thomas Lodge



LOVE in my bosom like a bee
Doth suck his sweet:
Now with his wings he plays with me,
Now with his feet.
Within mine eyes he makes his nest,

Complete Poem


Black Widow, by Nik G.



Attracted to you like a fly to your web
Dressed all in black
Hourglass back
Droping the sands of time, of life of love
Souls inertwined like black laced legs

Complete Poem


Convention, by Agnes Lee



The snow is lying very deep.
My house is sheltered from the blast.
I hear each muffled step outside,
I hear each voice go past.

But I'll not venture in the drift

Complete Poem


The Homeland, by Dana Burnet



My land was the west land; my home was on the hill,
I never think of my land but it makes my heart to thrill;
I never smell the west wind that blows the golden skies,
But old desire is in my feet and dreams are in my eyes.

My home crowned the high land; it had a stately grace.

Complete Poem


Romance, by Robert Louis Stevenson



I WILL make you brooches and toys for your delight
Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.
I will make a palace fit for you and me,
Of green days in forests and blue days at sea.

I will make my kitchen, and you shall keep your room,

Complete Poem


Ode To the Pious Memory of the accomplished young lady, Mrs. Anne Killigrew, excellent in the two sister arts of Poesy and Painting, by John Dryden



THOU youngest virgin-daughter of the skies,
Made in the last promotion of the blest;
Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise,
In spreading branches more sublimely rise,
Rich with immortal green above the rest:

Complete Poem


Exordium, by George Cabot Lodge



Speak! said my soul, be stern and adequate;
The sunset falls from Heaven, the year is late,
Love waits with fallen tresses at thy gate
And mourns for perished days.
Speak! in the rigor of thy fate and mine,

Complete Poem


Lament for Chaucer, by Thomas Hoccleve



ALLAS! my worthi maister honorable,
This landes verray tresor and richesse!
Deth by thy deth hath harme irreparable
Unto us doon: hir vengeable duresse
Despoiled hath this land of the swetnesse

Complete Poem


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

Complete Poem


Thomas Trevelyan, by Edgar Lee Masters



Spoon River Anthology

Reading in Ovid the sorrowful story of Itys,
Son of the love of Tereus and Procne, slain
For the guilty passion of Tereus for Philomela,
The flesh of him served to Tereus by Procne,

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


Untitled, by Jean Farnworth



Before me
I cry, great racheting sounds
words lost in tears; sobbing what I held dear
to my heart.
And before me, to the side

Complete Poem

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