“Teach me, love, to be true; Teach me, love, to love; Teach me to be pure like you. It will be more than enough! “Ah, and in days to come, Give me, my seraph, too, A son nobler than I, A daughter...
To His Love.
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I love the jocund dance
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I LOVE the jocund dance, The softly breathing song, Where innocent eyes do glance, And where lisps the maiden’s tongue. I love the laughing vale, I love the echoing hill, Where mirth does never fail, And the jolly swain laughs his fill. I love the pleasant cot, I love the innocent bow’r, Where white and brown is our lot, Or fruit...
Que j’aime le premier frisson d’hiver…
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Que j’aime le premier frisson d’hiver ! le chaume, Sous le pied du chasseur, refusant de ployer ! Quand vient la pie aux champs que le foin vert embaume, Au fond du vieux château s’éveille le foyer ; C’est le temps de la ville. – Oh ! lorsque l’an dernier, J’y revins, que je vis ce bon Louvre et son dôme, Paris et sa fumée, et tout ce beau royaume (J’entends encore au vent les postillons crier)...
The Truth.
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By Francis William Lauderdale Adams Come then, let us at least know what’s the truth. Let us not blink our eyes and say We did not understand; old age or youth Benumbed our sense or stole our sight away. It is a lie – just that, a lie – to declare...
Décembre
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Le hibou parmi les décombres Hurle, et Décembre va finir ; Et le douloureux souvenir Sur ton coeur jette encor ses ombres. Le vol de ces jours que tu nombres, L’aurais-tu voulu retenir ? Combien seront, dans l’avenir, Brillants et purs ; et combien, sombres ? Laisse donc les ans s’épuiser. Que de larmes pour un baiser, Que d’épines pour une rose ! Le temps qui s’écoule fait bien ; Et mourir ne...
Australia
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I see a land of desperate droughts and floods: I see a land where need keeps spreading round, And all but giants perish in the stress: I see a land where more, and more, and more The demons, Earth and Wealth, grow bloat and strong. I see a land that lies a helpless prey ...
Hymn To Love
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We are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee, As théou, Léove, were the déep thought And we the speech of the thought; yea, spoken are we, Thy fires of thought out-spoken: But burn’d not through us thy imagining Like fiérce méood in a séong céaught, We were as clamour’d words a fool may fling, Loose words, of meaning broken. For what more like the brainless speech of a fool,— The lives...
On Another’s Sorrow
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Can I see another’s woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another’s grief, And not seek for kind relief? Can I see a falling tear, And not feel my sorrow’s share? Can a father see his child Weep, nor be with sorrow fill’d? Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan, an infant fear? No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be! And can He who smiles...
The Divine Image
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To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love All pray in their distress; And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love Is God, our Father dear, And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love Is man, His child and care. For Mercy has a human heart, Pity a human face, And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress. Then every...
A Soldier – His Prayer
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(This anonymous poem was blown by the wind into a slit trench at El Agheila, Libya, during a heavy bombardment). Stay with me, God. The night is dark, The night is cold: my little spark Of courage dies. The night is long; Be with me, God, and make me strong. I love a game. I love a fight. I hate the dark; I love the light. I love my child; I love my wife. I am no coward. I love life, Life with...