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Classical Poems

Title Poet
When violets were springing
And sunshine filled the day,
John Hay poet by John Hay
on 1/4/2003
Is it not brave to be a king, Techelles,--
Usumcasane and Theridamas,
Muriel Stuart poet by Muriel Stuart
on 4/12/2010
Words always appear small
but one may pile them up to form a home
Ishrat Afreen poet by Ishrat Afreen
on 4/9/2012
If on isle of the sea
I have to tarry,
Robert William Service poet by Robert William Service
on 1/13/2003
He lets me listen, when he moves me,
Words are not like other words
Nizar Qabbani poet by Nizar Qabbani
on 3/22/2010
I cannot tell what I would tell thee,
What I would say, what thou shouldst hear:
Madison Julius Cawein poet by Madison Julius Cawein
on 10/5/2012
Out of us all
That make rhymes
Edward Thomas poet by Edward Thomas
on 1/3/2003
Be careful of words,
even the miraculous ones.
Anne Sexton poet by Anne Sexton
on 3/29/2010
Words have no meaning in the language of the heart
No sound
Laurence Overmire poet by Laurence Overmire
on 3/23/2006
After whose stroke the wood rings,
Sylvia Plath poet by Sylvia Plath
on 1/3/2003
Although they are
only breath, words
Sappho poet by Sappho
on 12/31/2002
Words are deeds. The words we hear
May revolutionize or rear
Charles Harpur poet by Charles Harpur
on 1/1/2004
WORDS are but passing symbols of the deep
Crying unto deep in individual souls.
Frederick George Scott poet by Frederick George Scott
on 3/31/2012
Words, breathing words, full--murmuring syllables!
How you enrich the thoughts that dwell in you
Robert Laurence Binyon poet by Robert Laurence Binyon
on 9/1/2010
Words are deeds. The words we hear
May revolutionize or rear
William Charles Wentworth poet by William Charles Wentworth
on 1/4/2003
The world does not need words. It articulates itself
in sunlight, leaves, and shadows. The stones on the path
Dana Gioia poet by Dana Gioia
on 1/3/2003
All round me are words, and words and words,
They grow on me like leaves, they never
Kamala Das poet by Kamala Das
on 3/28/2012
What has happened?
language eludes me
Grace Paley poet by Grace Paley
on 4/19/2012
Words against Lesbia: to Furius and Aurelius
Furius and Aurelius, you friends of Catullus,
whether he penetrates farthest India,
Gaius Valerius Catullus poet by Gaius Valerius Catullus
on 1/1/2004
Words For A Trumpet Chorale Celebrating The Autumn
"The trumpet is a brilliant instrument." - Dietrich Buxtehude
Come and come forth and come up from the cup of
Delmore Schwartz poet by Delmore Schwartz
on 1/13/2003
Words For Departure
Nothing was remembered, nothing forgotten.
When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements,
Louise Bogan poet by Louise Bogan
on 1/13/2003
Words For Music Perhaps
BRING me to the blasted oak
William Butler Yeats poet by William Butler Yeats
on 5/17/2001
Words From The Wind
I called to the wind of the Winter,
As he sped like a steed on his way,
Ella Wheeler Wilcox poet by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
on 4/2/2010
Words In A Certain Appropriate Mode
It is not music, though one has tried music.
It is not nature, though one has tried
Hayden Carruth poet by Hayden Carruth
on 1/13/2003
Words In The Night
I woke at midnight, and my heart,
My beating heart, said this to me:
George MacDonald poet by George MacDonald
on 4/9/2010
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