Thursday, August 21, 2008
The Lover: A Ballad
by Lady Mary Wortley Montague (1689-1762)
At length, by so much importunity pressed,
Take, Congreve, at once, the inside of my breast:
This stupid indiff
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Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Compensation
by Edgar Guest (1881-1959)
I
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Fair Iris I Love and Hourly I Die
by John Dryden (1631-1700)
Fair Iris I love and hourly I die,
But not for a lip nor a languishing eye:
She
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Saturday, August 16, 2008
England in 1819
by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,
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Hunting Song
by Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832)
Waken lords and ladies gay,
On the mountain dawns the day,
All the jolly chase is here,
With hawk, and horse, and hunting spear;
Hounds are in their couples yelling,
Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling,
Merrily, merrily, mingle they,
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Thursday, August 14, 2008
Revenge
by Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802-1838)
Ay, gaze upon her rose-wreath
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Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Agni, or the Fire
by Romesh Chunder Dutt (1848-1909)
1.
Lighted Agni flames forth high,
Flings a radiance on the sky,
And his lustre, glorious, bright,
Mingles with the morning light.
And [...]
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Yellow Clover
by Katherine Lee Bates (1859-1929)
Must I, who walk alone,
Come on it still,
This Puck of plants
The wise would do away with,
The sunshine slants
To play with,
Our wee, gold-dusty flower, the yellow clover,
Which once in Parting for a time
That then seemed long,
Ere time for you was over,
We sealed our own?
Do you remember yet,
O Soul beyond the stars,
Beyond [...]
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Women
by Louise Bogan (1897-1970)
Women have no wilderness in them,
They are provident instead,
Content in the tight hot cell of their hearts
To eat dusty bread.
They do not see cattle cropping red winter grass,
They do not hear
Snow water going down under culverts
Shallow and clear.
They wait, when they should turn to journeys,
They stiffen, when they should bend.
They use against [...]
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