Delphi Poetry Anthology: The World's Greatest Poems (Delphi Poets Series Book 50) (212 page)
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Authors: Homer,William Shakespeare
Thomas Moore (1779–1852)
THE YOUNG May moon is beaming, love,
The glow-worm’s lamp is gleaming, love;
How sweet to rove
Through Morna’s grove,
When the drowsy world is dreaming, love!
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Then awake! — the heavens look bright, my dear,
’Tis never too late for delight, my dear;
And the best of all ways
To lengthen our days
Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!
10
Now all the world is sleeping, love,
But the Sage, his star-watch keeping, love,
And I, whose star
More glorious far
Is the eye from that casement peeping, love.
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Then awake! — till rise of sun, my dear,
The Sage’s glass we’ll shun, my dear,
Or in watching the flight
Of bodies of light
He might happen to take thee for one, my dear!
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List of Poets in Alphabetical Order
Thomas Moore (1779–1852)
HOW sweet the answer Echo makes
To Music at night
When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes,
And far away o’er lawns and lakes
Goes answering light!
5
Yet Love hath echoes truer far
And far more sweet
Than e’er, beneath the moonlight’s star,
Of horn or lute or soft guitar
The songs repeat.
10
’Tis when the sigh, — in youth sincere
And only then,
The sigh that’s breathed for one to hear —
Is by that one, that only dear
Breathed back again.
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List of Poets in Alphabetical Order
Thomas Moore (1779–1852)
AT the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there
And tell me our love is remember’d even in the sky!
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Then I sing the wild song it once was rapture to hear
When our voices, commingling, breathed like one on the ear;
And as Echo far off through the vale my sad orison rolls,
I think, O my Love! ’tis thy voice, from the Kingdom of Souls
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.
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The Burial of Sir John Moore At Corunna
Charles Wolfe (1791–1823)
NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
As his corse to the rampart we hurried;
Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot
O’er the grave where our hero was buried.
We buried him darkly at dead of night,
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The sods with our bayonets turning;
By the struggling moonbeam’s misty light
And the lantern dimly burning.
No useless coffin enclosed his breast,
Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him;
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But he lay like a warrior taking his rest,
With his martial cloak around him.
Few and short were the prayers we said,
And we spoke not a word of sorrow;
But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead,
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And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
We thought, as we hollow’d his narrow bed
And smoothed down his lonely pillow,
That the foe and the stranger would tread o’er his head,
And we far away on the billow!
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Lightly they’ll talk of the spirit that’s gone
And o’er his cold ashes upbraid him, —
But little he’ll reck, if they let him sleep on
In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
But half of our heavy task was done
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When the clock struck the hour for retiring:
And we heard the distant and random gun
That the foe was sullenly firing.
Slowly and sadly we laid him down,
From the field of his fame fresh and gory;
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We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone,
But we left him alone with his glory.
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Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822)
FROM the forests and highlands
We come, we come;
From the river-girt islands,
Where loud waves are dumb,
Listening to my sweet pipings.
5
The wind in the reeds and the rushes,
The bees on the bells of thyme,
The birds on the myrtle, bushes,
The cicale above in the lime,
And the lizards below in the grass,
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Were as silent as ever old Tmolus was,
Listening to my sweet pipings.
Liquid Peneus was flowing,
And all dark Tempe lay
In Pelion’s shadow, outgrowing
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The light of the dying day,
Speeded by my sweet pipings.
The Sileni and Sylvans and Fauns,
And the Nymphs of the woods and waves,
To the edge of the moist river-lawns,
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And the brink of the dewy caves,
And all that did then attend and follow,
Were silent with love, as you now, Apollo,
With envy of my sweet pipings.
I sang of the dancing stars,
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I sang of the dædal earth,
And of heaven, and the giant wars,
And love, and death, and birth.
And then I changed my pipings —
Singing how down the vale of Mænalus
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I pursued a maiden, and clasp’d a reed:
Gods and men, we are all deluded thus;
It breaks in our bosom, and then we bleed.
All wept — as I think both ye now would,
If envy or age had not frozen your blood —
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At the sorrow of my sweet pipings.
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Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822)
THE WORLD’S great age begins anew,
The golden years return,
The earth doth like a snake renew
Her winter weeds outworn:
Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam
5
Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
A brighter Hellas rears its mountains
From waves serener far;
A new Peneus rolls his fountains
Against the morning star;
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Where fairer Tempes bloom, there sleep
Young Cyclads on a sunnier deep.
A loftier Argo cleaves the main,
Fraught with a later prize;
Another Orpheus sings again,
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And loves, and weeps, and dies;
A new Ulysses leaves once more
Calypso for his native shore.
O write no more the tale of Troy,
If earth Death’s scroll must be —
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Nor mix with Laian rage the joy
Which dawns upon the free,
Although a subtler Sphinx renew
Riddles of death Thebes never knew.
Another Athens shall arise,
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And to remoter time
Bequeath, like sunset to the skies,
The splendour of its prime;
And leave, if naught so bright may live,
All earth can take or Heaven can give.
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Saturn and Love their long repose
Shall burst, more bright and good
Than all who fell, than One who rose,
Than many unsubdued:
Not gold, not blood, their altar dowers,
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But votive tears and symbol flowers.
O cease! must hate and death return?
Cease! must men kill and die?
Cease! drain not to its dregs the urn
Of bitter prophecy!
40
The world is weary of the past —
O might it die or rest at last!
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List of Poets in Alphabetical Order
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822)
RARELY, rarely comest thou,
Spirit of Delight!
Wherefore hast thou left me now
Many a day and night?
Many a weary night and day
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’Tis since thou art fled away.
How shall ever one like me
Win thee back again?
With the joyous and the free
Thou wilt scoff at pain.
10
Spirit false! thou hast forgot
All but those who need thee not.
As a lizard with the shade
Of a trembling leaf,
Thou with sorrow art dismay’d;
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Even the sighs of grief
Reproach thee, that thou art not near,
And reproach thou wilt not hear.
Let me set my mournful ditty
To a merry measure; —
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Thou wilt never come for pity,
Thou wilt come for pleasure; —
Pity thou wilt cut away
Those cruel wings, and thou wilt stay.
I love all that thou lovest,
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Spirit of Delight!
The fresh Earth in new leaves drest
And the starry night;
Autumn evening, and the morn
When the golden mists are born.
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I love snow and all the forms
Of the radiant frost;
I love waves, and winds, and storms,
Everything almost
Which is Nature’s, and may be
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Untainted by man’s misery.
I love tranquil solitude,
And such society
As is quiet, wise, and good;
Between thee and me
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What diff’rence? but thou dost possess
The things I seek, nor love them less.
I love Love — though he has wings,
And like light can flee,
But above all other things,
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Spirit, I love thee —
Thou art love and life! O come!
Make once more my heart thy home!
List of Poems in Alphabetical Order
List of Poets in Alphabetical Order