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Lament For Ignacio Sanchez Mejias

1. Cogida and death
At five in the afternoon.

by Federico Garcia Lorca 261 lines, 3 comments
Women Of The West

They left the vine-wreathed cottage and the mansion on the hill,
The houses in the busy streets where life is never still,

by George Essex Evans 33 lines, 7 comments
The Last Of His Tribe

He crouches, and buries his face on his knees,
And hides in the dark of his hair;

by Henry Kendall 40 lines, 3 comments
The Ballad Of William Sycamore [1790-1871]

My father, he was a mountaineer,
His fist was a knotty hammer;

by Stephen Vincent Benet 76 lines, 1 comment
To A Dark Girl

I love you for your brownness,
And the rounded darkness of your breast,

by Gwendolyn Bennett 13 lines
To Helen - 1848

I saw thee once &mdash once only &mdash years ago:
I must not say how many &mdash but not many.

by Edgar Allan Poe 69 lines, 3 comments
The Shearers Wife

Before the glare o’ dawn I rise
To milk the sleepy cows, an’ shake

by Louis Esson 18 lines, 9 comments
The Spoils Of Annwfn

I praise the Lord, the Sovereign of the royal realm,
Who has extended his sway over the tract of the world.

by Taliesin 16 lines
Elegy for Owain

God, consider the soul's need
of Owain son of Urien!

by Taliesin 23 lines, 2 comments
The Going

He's gone.
I do not understand.

by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson 8 lines, 1 comment
Oracion por Antonio Machado (With English Translation)

From such depth his glances came
One could hardly see them flame

by Ruben Dario 48 lines
The Men of the Open Spaces

These are the men with the sun-tanned faces
and the keen far-sighted eyes-

by William Henry Ogilvie 20 lines, 1 comment
Adonais: An elegy on the Death of John Keats

I weep for Adonais -he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears

by Percy Bysshe Shelley 605 lines, 3 comments
I hate you – I love you

I hate you for your weakness,
your strong arm and tearful face

by Vazha Pshavela 44 lines, 3 comments
Soneto a Cervantes (With English Translation)

In all my days of troubled loneliness
And fretted grief Cervantes is to me

by Ruben Dario 31 lines, 1 comment
The Runner

As when at Delphi, Thymus close behind,
He flew through stadium to applause's roar,

by Jose Maria de Heredia y Giraud 17 lines
Elegy for Geraint

Before Geraint, the enemy's scourge,
I saw white horses, tensed, red,

by Taliesin 54 lines, 1 comment
Old Friendship

Beautiful and rich is an old friendship, Grateful to the touch as ancient ivory, Smooth as aged wine, or sheen of tapestry Where light has lingered, intimate an

by Eunice Tietjens 9 lines, 6 comments
A Ship In A Bottle

In a sailormen's restaurant Rotherhithe way,
Where the din of the docksides is loud all the day,

by Cicely Fox Smith 62 lines, 2 comments
Urien of Yrechwydd

Urien of Yrechwydd most generous of Christian men,
much do you give to the people of your land;

by Taliesin 19 lines
Taraana-e-Hind (With English Translation)

Better than the whole wide world is our India;
we're its nightingales, it is our flower-garden.

by Muhammed Iqbal 35 lines
Ode on St. Cecilia's Day

Descend ye Nine! descend and sing;
The breathing instruments inspire,

by Alexander Pope 146 lines
Robert E. Lee

The man was loved, the man was idolized,
The man had every just and noble gift.

by Stephen Vincent Benet 12 lines
Wilfred Owen – 114 years and beyond

18th March celebrates the birth of a fine poet and soldier Wilfred Owen

by Oldpoetry 56 lines
Columbus

Behind him lay the gray Azores,
Behind the Gates of Hercules;

by Joaquin Miller 40 lines
Celestial Painting (Sunset at Renvyle)

When painters leave this world, we grieve
For the hand that will work no more,

by William Percy French 12 lines, 3 comments
Lincoln Monument: Washington

Let's go see Old Abe
Sitting in the marble and the moonlight,

by Langston Hughes 11 lines, 1 comment
Wordsworth

Two voices are there: one is of the deep;
It learns the storm cloud's thunderous melody,

by James Kenneth Stephen 14 lines
At Tauba's Death I Swore

At Tauba's death I swore
I would not cry

by Laila Akhyaliyya 22 lines, 1 comment
In Memory of my Dear Grandchild Anne Bradstreet, who deceased June 20, 1699, being Three Years and S

With troubled heart and trembling hand I write.
The heavens have changed to sorrow my delight.

by Anne Bradstreet 18 lines, 1 comment

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