Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
A Wraith In The Mist. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)
On the green little isle of Inchkenneth,Who is it that walks by the shore,So gay with his Highland blue bonnet,So brave with his targe and..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Summer Day By The Sea
The sun is set; and in his latest beamsYon little cloud of ashen gray and gold,Slowly upon the amber air unrolled,The falling mantle of the Prophet..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Song Of Savoy
As the dim twilight shroudsThe mountain's purple crest,And Summer's white and folded cloudsAre glowing in the west,Loud shouts come up the rocky..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Shadow
I said unto myself, if I were dead,What would befall these children? What would beTheir fate, who now are looking up to meFor help and furtherance?..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Psalm Of Life
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,Life is but an empty dream!For the soul is dead that slumbers,And things are not what they seem.Life is real! Life..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Nameless Grave
'A soldier of the Union mustered out,'Is the inscription on an unknown graveAt Newport News, beside the salt-sea wave,Nameless and dateless; sentinel..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Gleam Of Sunshine
This is the place. Stand still, my steed,Let me review the scene,And summon from the shadowy PastThe forms that once have been.The Past and Present..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Dutch Picture. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)
Simon Danz has come home again,From cruising about with his buccaneers;He has singed the beard of the King of Spain,And carried away the Dean of..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Day Of Sunshine. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Second)
O gift of God! O perfect day:Whereon shall no man work, but play;Whereon it is enough for me,Not to be doing, but to be!Through every fibre of my..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Ballad Of The French Fleet. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)
A fleet with flags arrayedSailed from the port of Brest,And the Admiral's ship displayedThe signal: 'Steer southwest.'For this Admiral D'AnvilleHad..
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Boy O' Mine
'Boy o' mine, boy o' mine, this is my prayer for you,This is my dream and my thought and my care for you:Strong be the spirit which dwells in the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Lines For A Flag Raising Ceremony
FULL many a flag the breeze has kissed;Through ages long the morning sunHas risen over the early mistThe flags of men to look upon.And some were red..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Picture Books
I HOLD the finest picture-booksAre woods an' fields an' runnin' brooks;An' when the month o' May has doneHer paintin', an' the mornin' sunIs lightin'..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Cheat
I cheated a good friend yesterday,Kept what was his, and went my way,Wronged him by silence-for in hasteI let a glad thought go to waste.I had a word..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Best Land
If I knew a better land on this glorious world of ours,Where a man gets bigger money and is working shorter hours;If the Briton or the Frenchman had..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Fifty-Per-Cent Man
He limped into the place one day, a leg and arm were gone,'Just half a man,' he told the boss, 'right now you look upon.An accident did this to me..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Homely Man
Looks as though a cyclone hit him—Can't buy clothes that seem to fit him;An' his cheeks are rough like leather,Made for standin' any weather.Outwards..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Brethren
The world is needing you and me,In places where we ought to be;Somewhere today it's needing youTo stand for what you know is true.And needing me..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Need
We were sittin' there,and smokin' of our pipes, discussin' thingsLike taxes, votes for wimmin,an' the totterin' thrones of kings,When he ups an'..
© Edgar Albert Guest
He Who Serves
He has not served who gathers gold,Nor has he served, whose life is toldIn selfish battles he has won,Or deeds of skill that he has done;But he has..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Wrist Watch Man
He is marching dusty highways and he's riding bitter trails,His eyes are clear and shining and his muscles hard as nails.He is wearing Yankee khaki..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Girl He Left Behind
The Girl He Left BehindWe used to think her frivolous—you know howparents are,A little quick to see the faults and petty flawsthat marThe girl their..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Drafted
The biggest moment in our lives was that when first he cried,From that day unto this, for him, we've struggled side by side.We can recount his daily..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Easy Service
When an empty sleeve or a sightless eyeOr a legless form I see,I breathe my thanks to my God on HighFor His watchful care o'er me.And I say to..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Temple - What Makes It Of Worth
You may delve down to rock for your foundation piers,You may go with your steel to the skyYou may purchase the best of the thought of the years,And..
© Edgar Albert Guest