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A dozen poems

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The Wardens of the Seas, by Edwin James Brady



Like star points in the ether to guide a homing soul
Towards God's Eternal Haven; above the wash and roll,
Across and o'er the oceans, on all the coasts they stand
Tall seneschals of commerce, High Wardens of the Strand --
The white lights slowly turning

Complete Poem


Soldiers Strong, by Paul McCann



A soldier's role is very dramatic,
everyday it's more enigmatic.
It was time to do what a man must do,
and there were many many soldiers who
were officers but young bucks out of school,

Complete Poem


Genius Loci, by Margaret L. Woods



PEACE, Shepherd, peace! What boots it singing on?
Since long ago grace-giving Phoebus died,
And all the train that loved the stream-bright side
Of the poetic mount with him are gone
Beyond the shores of Styx and Acheron,

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


To Coelia, by Charles Cotton



WHEN, Coelia, must my old day set,
And my young morning rise
In beams of joy so bright as yet
Ne'er bless'd a lover's eyes?
My state is more advanced than when

Complete Poem


Song, by John Cutts, Lord Cutts



ONLY tell her that I love:
Leave the rest to her and Fate:
Some kind planet from above
May perhaps her pity move:
Lovers on their stars must wait.--

Complete Poem


My Childhood Home I See Again, by Abraham Lincoln



I

My childhood's home I see again,
And sadden with the view;
And still, as memory crowds my brain,
There's pleasure in it too.

Complete Poem


Written in Northampton County Asylum, by John Clare



I AM! yet what I am who cares, or knows?
My friends forsake me like a memory lost.
I am the self-consumer of my woes;
They rise and vanish, an oblivious host,
Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost.

Complete Poem


On the Death of Sir Philip Sidney, by Henry Constable



GIVE pardon, blessed soul, to my bold cries,
If they, importune, interrupt thy song,
Which now with joyful notes thou sing'st among
The angel-quiristers of th' heavenly skies.
Give pardon eke, sweet soul, to my slow eyes,

Complete Poem


Then and Now, by John McCrae



Beneath her window in the fragrant night
I half forget how truant years have flown
Since I looked up to see her chamber-light,
Or catch, perchance, her slender shadow thrown
Upon the casement; but the nodding leaves

Complete Poem


Reunited, by Gilbert Parker



WHEN you and I have play'd the little hour,
Have seen the tall subaltern Life to Death
Yield up his sword; and, smiling, draw the breath,
The first long breath of freedom; when the flower
Of Recompense hath flutter'd to our feet,

Complete Poem


The Gift, by Cindi Beach



Good morning Christmas, good morning snow
Good morning stars and red velvet bows

Good morning pines, good morning wishes
Good morning peppermint on candy dishes

Good morning ribbons, good morning carols

Complete Poem

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