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A dozen poems

For May 29, 2015

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To a Portrait of Whistler in the Brooklyn Art Museum, by Eleanor Rogers Cox



What waspish whim of Fate
Was this that bade you here
Hold dim, unhonored state,
No single courtier near?

Is there, of all who pass,

Complete Poem


Yankees, by Caitlin Collier



Once I met a girl
Who drank her tea in a mug
(without ice!),
Who had never said "y'all" in her life,
And who thought an armadillo was a Spanish dinner.

Complete Poem


Coronemus nos Rosis antequam marcescant, by Thomas Jordan



LET us drink and be merry, dance, joke, and rejoice,
With claret and sherry, theorbo and voice!
The changeable world to our joy is unjust,
All treasure 's uncertain,
Then down with your dust!

Complete Poem


De Massa ob de Sheepfol', by Sarah Pratt McLean Greene



De massa ob de sheepfol'
Dat guard de sheepfol' bin,
Look out in de gloomerin' meadows
Whar de long night rain begin --
So he call to de hirelin' shephe'd:

Complete Poem


Scum o' the Earth, by Robert Haven Schauffler



I

At the gate of the West I stand,
On the isle where the nations throng.
We call them "scum o' the earth";

Stay, are we doing you wrong,

Complete Poem


Lonely Burial, by Stephen Vincent Benet



There were not many at that lonely place,
Where two scourged hills met in a little plain.
The wind cried loud in gusts, then low again.
Three pines strained darkly, runners in a race
Unseen by any. Toward the further woods

Complete Poem


Upon the Book and Picture of the Seraphical Saint Teresa, by Richard Crashaw



O THOU undaunted daughter of desires!
By all thy dower of lights and fires;
By all the eagle in thee, all the dove;
By all thy lives and deaths of love;
By thy large draughts of intellectual day,

Complete Poem


Autumn, by Jean Start Untermeyer



(For my Mother)

How memory cuts away the years,
And how clean the picture comes
Of autumn days, brisk and busy;
Charged with keen sunshine.

Complete Poem


Battle Song, by Ebenezer Elliott



DAY, like our souls, is fiercely dark;
What then? 'Tis day!
We sleep no more; the cock crows--hark!
To arms! away!
They come! they come! the knell is rung

Complete Poem


Australia to England, by John Farrell



June 22nd, 1897

What of the years of Englishmen?
What have they brought of growth and grace
Since mud-built London by its fen
Became the Briton's breeding-place?

Complete Poem


The Reconcilement, by John Sheffield, Duke of Buckinghamshire



COME, let us now resolve at last
To live and love in quiet;
We'll tie the knot so very fast
That Time shall ne'er untie it.

The truest joys they seldom prove

Complete Poem


Too Many Things to Remember About You, by Jay LeBorgne



Too Many Things to Remember About You

You never said I was dumb
Always said I was kinda smart
So much to remember, my head feels numb
I'm not really sure where I should start

Complete Poem

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