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The Peace-Offering
by Thomas Hardy (1840-1928)
It was but a little thing,
Yet I knew it meant to me
Ease from what had given a sting
To the very birdsinging
Latterly.
But I would not welcome it;
And for all I then declined
O the regrettings infinite
When the night-processions flit
Through the mind!
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Stanzas on the Ocean (from Canto IV of Childe Harold
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The Shanty on the Rise
by Henry Lawson (1867-1922)
When the caravans of wool-teams climbed the ranges from the West,
On a spur among the mountains stood
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Grass
by Carl Sandburg (1878-1967)
Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.
Shovel them under and let me work
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Nox Nocti Indicat Scientiam
by William Habington (1605-1654)
When I survey the bright
Celestial sphere,
So rich with jewels hung, that night
Doth like an Ethiop bride appear,
My soul her wings doth spread
And heavenward flies,
Th’ Almighty’s mysteries to read
In the large volumes of the skies.
For the bright firmament
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The Strangers
by Jones Very (1813-1880)
Each care-worn face is but a book
To tell of houses bought or sold;
Or filled with words that mankind took
From those who lived and spoke of old.
I see none whom I know, for they
See other things than him they meet;
And though they stop [...]
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Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
Ode, Inscribed to William H. Channing
Though loath to grieve
The evil time’s sole patriot,
I cannot leave
My honied thought
For the priest’s cant,
Or statesman’s rant.
If I refuse
My study for their politique,
Which at the best is trick,
The angry Muse
Puts confusion in my brain.
But who is he that prates
Of the culture of mankind,
Of better arts and life?
Go, [...]
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