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A dozen poems

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Lincoln, the Man of the People, by Edwin Markham



When the Norn Mother saw the Whirlwind Hour
Greatening and darkening as it hurried on,
She left the Heaven of Heroes and came down
To make a man to meet the mortal need.
She took the tried clay of the common road --

Complete Poem


Beautiful Stranger, by Dysanne Allister R. Cuaresma



As I struggled I didn't see
This beautiful stranger watching over me.
I have loved and had my heart broken;
And nobody dared break this door open.
I locked it up with pain and fear,

Complete Poem


Dawn, by John Ford



FLY hence, shadows, that do keep
Watchful sorrows charm'd in sleep!
Tho' the eyes be overtaken,
Yet the heart doth ever waken
Thoughts chain'd up in busy snares

Complete Poem


Fair Janet, by Anonymous



Child Ballad 64

Ye maun gang to your father, Janet
Ye maun gang to him sune;
Ye maun gang to your father Janet,
Before his days are dune.

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


The Sea Maid, by John Le Gay Brereton



In what pearl-paven mossy cave
By what green sea
Art thou reclining, virgin of the wave,
In realms more full of splendid mystery
Than that strong northern flood whence came

Complete Poem


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


The Water-Nymph and the Boy, by Roden Berkeley Wriothesley Noel



I FLUNG me round him,
I drew him under;
I clung, I drown'd him,
My own white wonder!...

Father and mother,

Complete Poem


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,

Complete Poem


Ye Mariners of England, by Thomas Campbell



YE Mariners of England
That guard our native seas!
Whose flag has braved a thousand years
The battle and the breeze!
Your glorious standard launch again

Complete Poem


Bannerman of the Dandenong, by Alice Werner



I rode through the Bush in the burning noon,
Over the hills to my bride, --
The track was rough and the way was long,
And Bannerman of the Dandenong,
He rode along by my side.

Complete Poem


The Angel of Death sleeps beside me, by Jean Jones



At night, her black hair, and dark eyes
Stare at me like photographs I have
Hanging from the wall, she is a skull
Grinning constantly at me, she is smiling
And her eyes flash every time she stares at me

Complete Poem

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