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A dozen poems

For July 1, 2015

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The Sirens' Song, by William Browne, of Tavistock



STEER, hither steer your winged pines,
All beaten mariners!
Here lie Love's undiscover'd mines,
A prey to passengers--
Perfumes far sweeter than the best

Complete Poem


This Beautiful Valley, by Kate Watkins Furman



December's moon's an orb of ice
That sends her twinkling light
Down to the earth, beneath the stars
To turn it dazzling white.

And all my stumbling soul can do

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


Ambition, by Aline Kilmer



Kenton and Deborah, Michael and Rose,
These are fine children as all the world knows,
But into my arms in my dreams every night
Come Peter and Christopher, Faith and Delight.

Kenton is tropical, Rose is pure white,

Complete Poem


A Trembling Star, by Ethel Turner



"There is my little trembling star," she said.
I looked; once more
The tender sea had put the sun to bed,
And heaven's floor
Was grey.

Complete Poem


The Path that leads to Nowhere, by Corinne Roosevelt Robinson



There's a path that leads to Nowhere
In a meadow that I know,
Where an inland island rises
And the stream is still and slow;
There it wanders under willows

Complete Poem


To One persuading a Lady to Marriage, by Katherine Philips ('Orinda')



FORBEAR, bold youth; all 's heaven here,
And what you do aver
To others courtship may appear,
'Tis sacrilege to her.
She is a public deity;

Complete Poem


Samela, by Robert Greene



LIKE to Diana in her summer weed,
Girt with a crimson robe of brightest dye,
Goes fair Samela.
Whiter than be the flocks that straggling feed
When wash'd by Arethusa faint they lie,

Complete Poem


Wassail Chorus at the Mermaid Tavern, by Theodore Watts-Dunton



CHRISTMAS knows a merry, merry place,
Where he goes with fondest face,
Brightest eye, brightest hair:
Tell the Mermaid where is that one place,
Where?

Complete Poem


My Heart is High Above, by Anonymous



MY heart is high above, my body is full of bliss,
For I am set in luve as well as I would wiss
I luve my lady pure and she luvis me again,
I am her serviture, she is my soverane;
She is my very heart, I am her howp and heill,

Complete Poem


Phillida and Coridon, by Nicholas Breton



IN the merry month of May,
In a morn by break of day,
Forth I walk'd by the wood-side
When as May was in his pride:
There I spied all alone

Complete Poem


To an Unknown Girl in Auschwitz, by Charles L. Cingolani



Who are you who make your way
among the crowds?
You, Two Six Nine Five Three
You, the Flower of Jewry
proud, erect, with neck of ivory

Complete Poem

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