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Famous Vie Poems by Famous Poets

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Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry
...here’s ane they ca’ Jean, I’ll warrant ye’ve seen
 As bonie a lass or as braw, man;
But for sense and guid taste she’ll vie wi’ the best,
 And a conduct that beautifies a’, man.


The charms o’ the min’, the langer they shine,
 The mair admiration they draw, man;
While peaches and cherries, and roses and lilies,
 They fade and they wither awa, man,


If ye be for Miss Jean, tak this frae a frien’,
 A hint o’ a rival or twa, man;
The Laird o’ Blackbyre wad gang through the fir...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...God below.

Soul
A Soul that knowes not to presume
Is Heaven's and its own perfume.

Pleasure
Every thing does seem to vie
Which should first attract thine Eye:
But since none deserves that grace,
In this Crystal view thy face.

Soul
When the Creator's skill is priz'd,
The rest is all but Earth disguis'd.

Pleasure
Heark how Musick then prepares
For thy Stay these charming Aires ;
Which the posting Winds recall,
And suspend the Rivers Fall.

Soul
Had I but any time to lose,
...Read more of this...
by Marvell, Andrew
...; 
And since a friendly concourse centers here 
America's own sons, begin O muse! 
Now thro' the veil of ancient days review 
The period fam'd when first Columbus touch'd 
The shore so long unknown, thro' various toils, 
Famine and death, the hero made his way, 
Thro' oceans bestowing with eternal storms. 
But why, thus hap'ly found, should we resume 
The tale of Cortez, furious chief, ordain'd 
With Indian blood to dye the sands, and choak 
Fam'd Amazonia's stream with dead!...Read more of this...
by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...lt not die: 
"Not as I will, but as Thou wilt," 
Pray'd He Whose conscience knew no guilt; 
 With Whose bless'd pattern vie. 

 XLIV 
Use all thy passions!—love is thine, 
And joy, and jealousy divine; 
 Thine hope's eternal fort, 
And care thy leisure to disturb, 
With fear concupiscence to curb, 
 And rapture to transport. 

 XLV 
Act simply, as occasion asks; 
Put mellow wine in season'd casks; 
 Till not with ass and bull: 
Remember thy baptismal bond; 
Keep from commixtu...Read more of this...
by Smart, Christopher
...umm'ry holds her tinsel reign, 
SHAKSPERE might write, and GARRICK act in vain: 
True Wit recedes, when blushing Reason views 
This spurious offspring of the banish'd Muse. 

The task be thine to check the daring hand 
That leads fantastic folly o'er the land; 
The task be thine with witching spells to bind 
The feath'ry shadows of the fickle mind; 
To strew with deathless flow'rs the dreary waste; 
To pluck the weeds of vitiated taste; 
To cheer with smiles the Muse's glorio...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby



...Goddess' song, in odors, up to Heaven:

"Spirit! that dwellest where,
In the deep sky,
The terrible and fair,
In beauty vie!
Beyond the line of blue-
The boundary of the star
Which turneth at the view
Of thy barrier and thy bar-
Of the barrier overgone
By the comets who were cast
From their pride and from their throne
To be drudges till the last-
To be carriers of fire
(The red fire of their heart)
With speed that may not tire
And with pain that shall not part-
Who livest- th...Read more of this...
by Poe, Edgar Allan
...htingale never is mute; 
Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, 
In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, 
And the purple of Ocean is deepest in dye; 
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, 
And all, save the spirit of man, is divine? 
'Tis the clime of the East; 'tis the land of the Sun — 
Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done? [2] 
Oh! wild as the accents of lovers' farewell 
Are the hearts which they bear, and the tales which ...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...rs of the night
Than the eyes of the radiant girl!
That the vapor can make
With the moon-tints of purple and pearl,
Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl-
Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless
curl.

Now Doubt- now Pain
Come never again,
For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,
And all day long
Shines, bright and strong,
Astarte within the sky,
While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye-
While ever to her young Eulalie upt...Read more of this...
by Poe, Edgar Allan
...tance.]

DAMON.

In vain ye call, in vain would lure me on;
True my heart speaks,--but with itself alone.

And if I may view

 A blessing-fraught land,

The heaven's clear blue,

And the plain's verdant hue,

Alone I'll rejoice,

Undisturbed by man's voice.


And there I'll pay homage

 To womanly merit,

 Observe it in spirit,

In spirit pay homage;

To echo alone

Shall my secret be known.


CHORUS.

[Faintly mingling with Damon's song in the distance.]

To echo--alone--

S...Read more of this...
by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...may say, 
That there were few, or boys or men,
Who, in my dawning time of day,
Of vassal or of knight's degree, 
Could vie in vanities with me; 
For I had strength, youth, gaiety, 
A port, not like to this ye see, 
But smooth, as all is rugged now;
For time, and care, and war, have ploughed 
My very soul from out my brow;
And thus I should be disavowed
By all my kind and kin, could they
Compare my day and yesterday;
This change was wrought, too, long ere age
Had ta'en my fea...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...k they say,
And named unto pain,
My garden never was so gay,
So innocent, so sane.
My roses mock at misery,
My thrushes vie in song . . .
When only beauty I can see,
 How can the world be wrong?...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William
...dimostran l'Orse.
 Voialtri pochi che drizzaste il collo
per tempo al pan de li angeli, del quale
vivesi qui ma non sen vien satollo,
 metter potete ben per l'alto sale
vostro navigio, servando mio solco
dinanzi a l'acqua che ritorna equale.
 Que' gloriosi che passaro al Colco
non s'ammiraron come voi farete,
quando Ias?n vider fatto bifolco.
 La concreata e perpetua sete
del deiforme regno cen portava
veloci quasi come 'l ciel vedete.
 Beatrice in suso, e io in lei guardava;...Read more of this...
by Alighieri, Dante
...o
essaminava del cammin la mente,
e io mirava suso intorno al sasso,
 da man sinistra m'apparì una gente
d'anime, che movieno i piè ver' noi,
e non pareva, sì venian lente.
 «Leva», diss'io, «maestro, li occhi tuoi:
ecco di qua chi ne darà consiglio,
se tu da te medesmo aver nol puoi».
 Guardò allora, e con libero piglio
rispuose: «Andiamo in là, ch'ei vegnon piano;
e tu ferma la spene, dolce figlio».
 Ancora era quel popol di lontano,
i' dico dopo i nostri mille passi,
quant...Read more of this...
by Alighieri, Dante
...nocent and gay; 
The SUN that decks the blushing spring 
Gives lustre to my painted wing; 
'Tis NATURE bids each colour vie, 
With rainbow tints of varying die; 
I boast no skill, no subtle pow'r 
To steal the balm from ev'ry flow'r; 
The ROSE, that only shelter'd ME, 
Has pour'd a load of sweets on THEE; 
Of merit we have both our share, 
Heav'n gave thee ART, and made me FAIR; 
And tho' thy cunning can despise 
The humble worth of harmless flies; 
Remember, envious, busy th...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby
...htingale never is mute; 
Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, 
In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, 
And the purple of Ocean is deepest in dye; 
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, 
And all, save the spirit of man, is divine? 
'Tis the clime of the East; 'tis the land of the Sun — 
Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done? [2] 
Oh! wild as the accents of lovers' farewell 
Are the hearts which they bear, and the tales which ...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...d,
To that marriage some happiness, maugre
The voice of the Court, I dared augur.

For De Lorge, he made women with men vie,
Those in wonder and praise, these in envy;
And in short stood so plain a head taller
That he wooed and won ... how do you call her?
The beauty, that rose in the sequel
To the King's love, who loved her a week well.
And 'twas noticed he never would honour
De Lorge (who looked daggers upon her)
With the easy commission of stretching
His legs in the servic...Read more of this...
by Browning, Robert
...l the maids shall maids of honor be:
And high and low shall commune solemnly:
And stars and stones shall have free interview.
But woe is me, 'tis also piteous true
That ere this gracious time shall visit France,
Your graves, Beloved, shall be some centuries old,
And so your children's, and their children's graves
And many generations'.
Ye, O ye
Shall grieve, and ye shall grieve, and ye shall grieve.
Your Life shall bend and o'er his shuttle toil,
A weaver weaving at the loom ...Read more of this...
by Lanier, Sidney
...ch has been the grandest spectacle ever seen in the world. 

The corner building of St. James Street side was lovely to view,
Ornamented with pink and white bunting and a screen of blue;
And to the eye, the inscription thereon most beautiful seems:
"Thou art alone the Queen of earthly Queens." 

The welcome given to Commander-in-Chief Lord Wolseley was very flattering,
The people cheered him until the streets did ring;
And the foreign princes were watched with rivetted admira...Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz
...to spring.But he that follow'd next with step sedateDrew round his foe the viewless snare of fate;While, with consummate art, he kept at bayThe raging foe, and conquer'd by delay.Another Fabius join'd the stoic pair,The Pauli and Marcelli famed in war;With them the victor in the friendly strife,Whose p...Read more of this...
by Petrarch, Francesco
...pen* as a man, *fashioned
And many a saint, since that this world began,
Yet ever liv'd in perfect chastity.
I will not vie* with no virginity. *contend
Let them with bread of pured* wheat be fed, *purified
And let us wives eat our barley bread.
And yet with barley bread, Mark tell us can,8
Our Lord Jesus refreshed many a man.
In such estate as God hath *cleped us,* *called us to
I'll persevere, I am not precious,* *over-dainty
In wifehood I will use mine instrument
As freely...Read more of this...
by Chaucer, Geoffrey

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