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Famous Annals Poems by Famous Poets

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by Wilbur, Richard
...e worldless rose
Our hearts shall fail us; come demanding
Whether there shall be lofty or long standing
When the bronze annals of the oak-tree close....Read more of this...



by Holmes, Oliver Wendell
...

Look not on her with eyes of scorn,--
Dorothy Q. was a lady born!
Ay! since the galloping Normans came,
England's annals have known her name;
And still to the three-hilled rebel town
Dear is that ancient name's renown,
For many a civic wreath they won,
The youthful sire and the gray-haired son.

O Damsel Dorothy! Dorothy Q.!
Strange is the gift that I owe to you;
Such a gift as never a king
Save to daughter or son might bring,--
All my tenure of heart and hand,
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by Gray, Thomas
...heir useful toil,
Their homely joys and destiny obscure;
Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile
The short and simple annals of the poor.

The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r,
And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave,
Awaits alike th' inevitable hour.
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault,
If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise,
Where through the long-drawn aisle, and fretted vault,
The pealing an...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ly many days. 

But Miriam Lane was good and garrulous,
Nor let him be, but often breaking in,
Told him, with other annals of the port,
Not knowing--Enoch was so brown, so bow'd,
So broken--all the story of his house.
His baby's death, her growing poverty,
How Philip put her little ones to school,
And kept them in it, his long wooing her,
Her slow consent, and marriage, and the birth
Of Philip's child: and o'er his countenance
No shadow past, nor motion: anyone,
Regar...Read more of this...

by Hardy, Thomas
...
Yet this will go onwards the same
Though Dynasties pass.

 III
Yonder a maid and her wight
Go whispering by:
War's annals will cloud into night
Ere their story die....Read more of this...



by Trumbull, John
...come,
And from the mighty deeds of Gage
Foretell how fierce the war he'll wage.
You doubtless recollected here
The annals of his first great year:
While, wearying out the Tories' patience,
He spent his breath in proclamations;
While all his mighty noise and vapour
Was used in wrangling upon paper,
And boasted military fits
Closed in the straining of his wits;
While troops, in Boston commons placed,
Laid nought, but quires of paper, waste;
While strokes alternate stunn'd ...Read more of this...

by Strode, William
...a bignesse stuffes
And breaks the barke? O this it is, no doubt:
This tree, I warrant you, can number out
Your Westwell annals, & distinctly tell
The progresse of this hundred years, as well
By Lords and Ladies, as ere Rome could doe
By Consulships. These boughes can witnesse too
How goodman Berry tript it in his youth,
And how his daughter Joane, of late forsooth
Became her place. It might as well have grown,
If Pan had pleas'd, on toppe of Westwell downe,
Instead of...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...arts.
Parts make a whole, if we’ve enough of them; 
And once I figured a sufficiency 
To be at least an atom in the annals 
Of your republic. But I must have erred. 

HAMILTON

You smile as if your spirit lived at ease
With error. I should not have named it so, 
Failing assent from you; nor, if I did, 
Should I be so complacent in my skill 
To comb the tangled language of the people 
As to be sure of anything in these days.
Put that much in account with mo...Read more of this...

by Moore, Thomas
...its mighty circumference circled mankind. 

Oh, who that loves Erin, or who that can see, 
Through the waste of her annals, that epoch sublime -- 
Like a pyramid raised in the desert -- where he 
And his glory stand out to the eyes of all time; 

That one lucid interval, snatch'd from the gloom 
And the madness of ages, when fill'd with his soul, 
A Nation o'erleap'd the dark bounds of her doom, 
And for one sacred instant, touch'd Liberty's goal? 

Who, that ever hath he...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...me=Page_11>[Pg 11]Haply my bolder tongue may then revealThe bosom'd annals of my heart's fierce fire,The martyr-throbs that now in night I veil:And should the chill Time frown on young Desire.Still, still some late remorse that breast may feel,And heave a tardy sigh—ere love with life expire. 
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by Byron, George (Lord)
...rprise, and to the desolation of the Morea,during which the cruelty exercised on all sides was unparalleled even in the annals of the faithful. 


No breath of air to break the wave
That rolls below the Athenian's grave,
That tomb which, gleaming o'er the cliff
First greets the homeward-veering skiff
High o'er the land he saved in vain;
When shall such Hero live again?

Fair clime! where every season smiles
Benignant o'er those bless?d isles,
Which, seen from far Colonna'...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ear we not 
To break them more in their behoof, whose arms 
Championed our cause and won it with a day 
Blanched in our annals, and perpetual feast, 
When dames and heroines of the golden year 
Shall strip a hundred hollows bare of Spring, 
To rain an April of ovation round 
Their statues, borne aloft, the three: but come, 
We will be liberal, since our rights are won. 
Let them not lie in the tents with coarse mankind, 
Ill nurses; but descend, and proffer these 
The bre...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...
'He came to his sceptre young: he leaves it old: 
Look to the state in which he found his realm, 
And left it; and his annals too behold, 
How to a minion first he gave the helm; 
How grew upon his heart a thirst for gold, 
The beggar's vice, which can but overwhelm 
The meanest of hearts; and for the rest, but glance 
Thine eye along America and France. 

XLIV 

'Tis true, he was a tool from first to last 
(I have the workmen safe); but as a tool 
So let him be consumed...Read more of this...

by Wheatley, Phillis
...s fly,
Forget their splendors, and submit to die!
Who ere escap'd thee, but the saint of old
Beyond the flood in sacred annals told,
And the great sage, whom fiery coursers drew
To heav'n's bright portals from Elisha's view;
Wond'ring he gaz'd at the refulgent car,

Then snatch'd the mantle floating on the air.
From Death these only could exemption boast,
And without dying gain'd th' immortal coast.
Not falling millions sate the tyrant's mind,
Nor can the victor's pro...Read more of this...

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