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| Collected Poems |
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| These are poems, or more usually, parts of poems I like. Svenski Yatskutskaya, Director, Hom-UHT Publishing 19th January, 2006 |
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| John Keats Ode to Psyche “Fairer than these, though temple thou hast none, Nor altar heap’d with flowers; Nor Virgin-choir to make delicious moan Upon the midnight hours;” Fancy “Open wide the mind’s cage door, She’ll dart forth, and cloud ward soar.” “And the enjoying of the Spring Fades as does its blossoming:” “Let the winged Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home.” Ode “With the noise of fountains wondrous, And the parle of voices thund’rous.” W.B. Yeats The Song of the Happy Shepherd “Seek, then, for this is also sooth, No word of theirs - the cold star-bane Has cloven and rent their hearts in twain. And dead is all their human truth.” The Indian Upon God “For I am in His image made, and all his tinkling tide Is but a sliding drop of rain between His petals wide.” The Indian to His Love “How we alone of mortals are His under quiet boughs apart, While our love grows an Indian star. A meteor of the burning heart.” Ephemera “Hate on and love through unrepining hours. Before us lies eternity; our souls Are love, and a continual farewell.” Down By The Salley Gardens “Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She be me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree, But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree. In a field by the river my love and I did stand, And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs; But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.” The Sorrow of Love “A girl arose that had red mournful lips And seemed the greatness of the world in tears, Doomed like Odysseus and the labouring ships And proud as Priam murdered with his peers.” To Some I Have Talked With By The Fire “And with the clashing of their sword-blades make A rapturous music, till the morning break.” The Lover Tells Of The Rose In His Heart “With the earth and sky and the water, re-made, like a casket of gold For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.” The Song of The Old Mother “While I must work because I am old, And the seed of the fire gets feeble and cold.” He Bids His Beloved Be At Peace “The South is pouring down roses of crimson fire: O vanity of Sleep, Hope, Dream, endless Desire,” The Lover Asks Forgiveness Because of His Many Moods “That saw young Niamh hover with love-lorn face Above the wandering tide; And lingered in the hidden desolate place Where the last Phoenix died,” The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends “But think about old friends the most: Time’s bitter flood will rise. Your beauty perish and be lost For all eyes but these eyes.” Adam’s Curse “That it had all seemed happy, and yet we’d grown As weary-hearted as that hollow moon.” His Dream “Crying amid the glittering sea, Naming it with ecstatic breath, Because it had such dignity, By the sweet name of Death.” The Tower “Does the imagination dwell the most Upon a woman won or woman lost?” A Deep-Sworn Vow “Others because you did not keep That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine; Yet always when I look death in the face, When I clamber to the heights of sleep, Or when I grow excited with wine, Suddenly I meet your face.” Emily Dickinson 1 (1850) “The high do seek the lowly, the great do seek the small, None cannot fine who seeketh, on this terrestrial ball;” “The storm doth walk the seashore humming a mournful tune, The wave with eyes so pensive, looketh to see the moon,” 3 (1851) “During my education, It was announced to me That gravitation, stumbling, Fell from an apple tree!” “Mortality is fatal - Gentility is fine, Rascality, heroic, Insolvency, sublime!” 7 (1858) “My Classics veil their faces - My faith that Dark adores - Which from its solemn abbeys Such resurrection pours.” 13 (1858) “That Aurora be - East of Eternity - One with the banner gay - One in the red array - That is the break of Day!” 23 (1858) “Time brought me other Robins - Their ballads were the same - Still, for my missing Troubadour I kept the ‘house at hame.’” 44 (1858) “If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose - How gay upon the table My velvet life to close -” 47 (1858) “Heart! We will forget him! You and I - tonight! You may forget the warmth he gave - I will forget the light!” 52 (1858) “Whether my bark went down at sea - Whether she met with gales - Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails -” 53 (1858) “There must be guests in Eden - All the rooms are full -” 64 (1859) “Without Commander! Countless! Still! The Regiments of Wood and Hill In bright detachment stand! Behold! Whose Multitudes are these? The children of whose turbaned seas - Or what Circassian Land?” 67 (1859) “Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need.” 70 (1859) “When Time’s brief masquerade was done Is mapped and charted too.” 87 (1859) “A darting fear - a pomp - a tear - A waking on a morn To find that what one waked for, Inhales a different dawn.” 101 (1859) “Will there really be a ‘Morning’? Is there such a thing as ‘Day’? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they?” 108 (1859) “Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit - Life!” 118 (1859) “My friend attacks my friend! Oh Battle picturesque! Then I turn Soldier too, And he turns Satinist! How martial is this place! Had I a mighty gun I think I’d shoot the human race And then to glory run!” 122 (1859) “A something in a summer’s noon - A depth - an Azure - a perfume - Transcending ecstasy.” 126 (1859) “To fight aloud, is very brave - But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe - Who win, and nations do not see - Who fall - and none observe - Whose dying eyes, no Country Regards with patriot love - We trust, in plumed procession For such, the Angels go - Rank after Rank, with even feet - And Uniforms of Snow.” 128 (1859) “Tell me how far the morning leaps - Tell me what time the weaver sleeps Who spun the breadths of blue!” 131 (1859) “Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the Haze -” 138 (1859) “Venice could not show a cheek Of a tint so lustrous meek -” “I had rather wear her grace Than an Earl’s distinguished face - I had rather dwell like her Than be ‘Duke of Exeter’ -” 140 (1859) “A wider sunrise in the morn - A deeper twilight on the lawn -” 149 (1859) “She went as quiet as the Dew From an Accustomed flower. Not like the Dew, did she return At the Accustomed hour!” 150 (1859) “Her little figure at the gate The Angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side.” 154 (1859) “Except to Heaven, she is nought. Except for Angels - lone. Except to some wide-wandering Bee A flower superfluous blown. Except for winds - provincial. Except by Butterflies Unnoticed as a single dew That on the Acre lies.” 158 (1860) “Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?” 160 (1860) “Next time, to stay! Next time, the things to see By Ear unheard, Unscrutinized by Eye -” 161 (1860) “Whose galleries - are Sunrise - Whose Opera - the Springs -” 163 (1860) “Still, my little Gypsy being I would far prefer, Still, my little sunburnt bosom To her Rosier,” 167 (1860) “To the homesick - homesick feet Upon a foreign shore - Haunted by native lands, the while - And blue - beloved air!” 170 (1860) “Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine - In a satin Vest!” 172 (1860) “At least, to know the worst, is sweet! Defeat means nothing but Defeat, No drearier, can befall!” 176 (1860) “Dear, Old fashioned, little flower! Eden is old fashioned too! Birds are antiquated fellows! Heaven does not change her blue.” 180 (1860) “To continents of summer - To firmaments of sun - To strange, bright crowds of flowers - And birds, of foreign tongue!” |
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