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Classical Poems

Title Poet
X
I have decorated this banner to honor my brother.
Our parents did not want his name used publicly
Jean Valentine poet by Jean Valentine
on 1/13/2003
X
Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright,
Elizabeth Barrett Browning poet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
on 5/13/2001
X. On Dover Cliffs.
ON these white cliffs, that calm above the flood
Rear their o'er-shadowing heads, and at their feet
William Lisle Bowles poet by William Lisle Bowles
on 1/1/2004
X: And Must I Sing?
And must I sing? what subject shall I chuse?
Or whose great name in Poets heaven use?
Ben Jonson poet by Ben Jonson
on 4/9/2010
Xantippe
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What, have I waked again? I never thought
Amy Levy poet by Amy Levy
on 1/3/2003
Xapmukta
Dimbeswar Neog poet by Dimbeswar Neog
on 6/16/2012
XCVII A Superscription
Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell;
Dante Gabriel Rossetti poet by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
on 12/31/2002
Xeehor Aaloron
Bhaben Barua poet by Bhaben Barua
on 6/15/2012
Xenia, Ohio (Tornado, Apr.4,1974)
Heard it on the news, several hours distance
The tornado touched down.
Laurence Overmire poet by Laurence Overmire
on 4/14/2007
Xerox Candy Bar
Ah,
you're just a copy
Richard Brautigan poet by Richard Brautigan
on 1/13/2003
Xex Proyax
Dimbeswar Neog poet by Dimbeswar Neog
on 6/16/2012
XI
And therefore if to love can be desert,
I am not all unworthy. Cheeks as pale
Elizabeth Barrett Browning poet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
on 5/13/2001
XI. Written at Ostend
HOW sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal!
As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze
William Lisle Bowles poet by William Lisle Bowles
on 1/1/2004
XI: Epode
Not to know vice at all, and keepe true state,
Is vertue, and not Fate:
Ben Jonson poet by Ben Jonson
on 4/9/2010
XII
Indeed this very love which is my boast,
And which, when rising up from breast to brow,
Elizabeth Barrett Browning poet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
on 5/13/2001
XII. Written at a Convent.
IF chance some pensive stranger, hither led,
His bosom glowing from majestic views,
William Lisle Bowles poet by William Lisle Bowles
on 1/1/2004
XII: An Epitaph
Stay, if you list, O passer by the way;
Yet night approaches; better not to stay.
Alfred Edward Housman poet by Alfred Edward Housman
on 1/28/2014
XII: Epistle To Elizabeth Countesse Of Rutland
Madame,
VVhil'st that, for which all vertue now is sold,
Ben Jonson poet by Ben Jonson
on 4/9/2010
XII: He Would Not Stay With Me and Who Can Wonder
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder?
He would not stay for me to stand and gaze.
Alfred Edward Housman poet by Alfred Edward Housman
on 1/28/2014
XIII. O Time! Who Know'st a Lenient Hand to Lay...
O TIME! who know'st a lenient hand to lay
Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly thence,
William Lisle Bowles poet by William Lisle Bowles
on 1/1/2004
XIII: Epistle: To Katherine, Lady Aubigny
'Tis growne almost a danger to speake true
Of any good minde, now: There are so few.
Ben Jonson poet by Ben Jonson
on 4/9/2010
XIV
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
Elizabeth Barrett Browning poet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
on 5/13/2001
XIV (If thou must love me, let it be for nought)
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
Elizabeth Barrett Browning poet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
on 1/13/2003
XIV. On a Distant View of England.
AH! from my eyes the tears unbidden start,
Albion! as now thy cliffs (that bright appear
William Lisle Bowles poet by William Lisle Bowles
on 1/1/2004
XIV: Ode: To Sir William Sydney, On His Birth-day
Now that the harth is crown'd with smiling fire,
And some do drink, and some do dance,
Ben Jonson poet by Ben Jonson
on 4/9/2010
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