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Matsuo Basho
Bush warbler
Bush warbler:
shits on the rice cakes
on the porch rail.
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Sappho
Without Warning
Without warning
as a whirlwind
swoops on an oak
Love shakes my heart
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Emily Dickinson
As subtle as tomorrow
As subtle as tomorrow
That never came,
A warrant, a conviction,
Yet but a name.
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Robert Frost
The Span Of Life
The old dog barks backwards without getting up.
I can remember when he was a pup.
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James A Emanuel
Louis Armstrong And Duke Ellington
Satchmo's warm burlap,
Duke's cool cashmere: fine fabrics
make your love "Come here!"
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by
Robert Herrick
Rewards
Still to our gains our chief respect is had ;
Reward it is that makes us good or bad.
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Robert Herrick
PARDONS
Those ends in war the best contentment bring,
Whose peace is made up with a pardoning.
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Ogden Nash
The Squab
Toward a better world I contribute my modest smidgin;
I eat the squab, lest it become a pigeon.
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Emily Dickinson
To wait an Hour -- is long --
To wait an Hour -- is long --
If Love be just beyond --
To wait Eternity -- is short --
If Love reward the end --
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Emily Dickinson
There comes a warning like a spy
There comes a warning like a spy
A shorter breath of Day
A stealing that is not a stealth
And Summers are away --
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Friedrich von Schiller
Astronomical Writings
Oh, how infinite, how unspeakably great, are the heavens!
Yet by frivolity's hand downwards the heavens are pulled!
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Emily Dickinson
Warm in her Hand these accents lie
Warm in her Hand these accents lie
While faithful and afar
The Grace so awkward for her sake
Its fond subjection wear --
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A E Housman
The Grizzly Bear
The Grizzly Bear is huge and wild
It has devoured the little child.
The little child is unaware
It has been eaten by the bear.
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Emily Dickinson
Let my first Knowing be of thee
Let my first Knowing be of thee
With morning's warming Light --
And my first Fearing, lest Unknowns
Engulf thee in the night --
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Robert Louis Stevenson
Looking Forward
When I am grown to man's estate
I shall be very proud and great,
And tell the other girls and boys
Not to meddle with my toys.
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Robert Burns
175. Epigram to Miss Jean Scott
O HAD each Scot of ancient times
Been, Jeanie Scott, as thou art;
The bravest heart on English ground
Had yielded like a coward.
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Robert Louis Stevenson
I Love To Be Warm By The Red Fireside
I LOVE to be warm by the red fireside,
I love to be wet with rain:
I love to be welcome at lamplit doors,
And leave the doors again.
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Stevie Smith
My Heart Was Full
My heart was full of softening showers,
I used to swing like this for hours,
I did not care for war or death,
I was glad to draw my breath.
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Roger McGough
Survivor
Everyday,
I think about dying.
About disease, starvation,
violence, terrorism, war,
the end of the world.
It helps
keep my mind off things.
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Stephen Crane
"Tell brave deeds of war."
"Tell brave deeds of war."
Then they recounted tales, --
"There were stern stands
And bitter runs for glory."
Ah, I think there were braver deeds.
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Emily Dickinson
Glory is that bright tragic thing
Glory is that bright tragic thing
That for an instant
Means Dominion --
Warms some poor name
That never felt the Sun,
Gently replacing
In oblivion --
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Robert Burns
119. Epitaph for Robert Aiken, Esq.
KNOW thou, O stranger to the fame
Of this much lov’d, much honoured name!
(For none that knew him need be told)
A warmer heart death ne’er made cold.
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Robert Burns
503. inscription on Mr. Syme’s crystal goblet
THERE’S Death in the cup, so beware!
Nay, more—there is danger in touching;
But who can avoid the fell snare,
The man and his wine’s so bewitching!
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Emily Dickinson
Death warrants are supposed to be
Death warrants are supposed to be
An enginery of equity
A merciful mistake
A pencil in an Idol's Hand
A Devotee has oft consigned
To Crucifix or Block
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Robert Herrick
TO BE MERRY
Let's now take our time,
While we're in our prime,
And old, old age is afar off;
For the evil, evil days
Will come on apace,
Before we can be aware of.
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