English poems

John Keats – The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!

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The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast,
Warm breath, light whisper, tender semi-tone,
Bright eyes, accomplish’d shape, and lang’rous waist!
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,
Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,
Faded the ...

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Elizabeth Jennings – Sequence in Hospital


I Pain

At my wits’ end
And all resources gone, I lay here,
All of my body tense to the touch of fear,
And my mind,

Muffled now as if the nerves
Refused any longer to let thoughts form,
Is no longer a safe retreat, a tidy home,
No longer ...

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Walt Whitman – Out of the rolling ocean the crowd

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Out of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,
Whispering I love you, before long I die,
I have travel’d a long way merely to look on you to touch you,
For I could not die till I once look’d on you,
For I fear’d I ...

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William Carlos Williams – Rain


As the rain falls
so does
your love

bathe every
object of the world –

In houses
the priceless dry

of illicit love
where we live
hear the wash of the
rain –

and fine
woven stuffs –
all the whorishness
of our

sees ...

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Robert Frost – What fifty said

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When I was young my teachers were the old.
I gave up fire for form till I was cold.
I suffered like a metal being cast.
I went to school to age to learn the past.
Now I am old my teachers are the young.
What can’t be molded must ...

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David Herbert Lawrence – The end


If I could have put you in my heart,
If but I could have wrapped you in myself,
How glad I should have been!
And now the chart
Of memory unrolls again to me
The course of our journey here, before we had to part.

And oh, that you had ...

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