Poetry

The Prairie By  Rudyard Kipling 'I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either hand, I see a river loop and run about a treeless land — …

His Dream By William Butler Yeats I swayed upon the gaudy stern The butt-end of a steering-oar, And saw wherever I could turn A crowd upon…

Sweet Sister By  Victor Hugo Sweet sister, if you knew, like me, The charms of guileless infancy, No more you'd envy riper years, Or smiles, more…

The Sacking of the City By Victor Hugo Thy will, O King, is done! Lighting but to consume, The roar of the fierce flames drowned even the s…

The Sower By  Victor Hugo Sitting in a porchway cool,     Fades the ruddy sunlight fast, Twilight hastens on to rule —      Working hours are wellnig…

Beggar to Beggar Cried By William Butler Yeats ‘Time to put off the world and go somewhere And find my health again in the sea air,’ Be…

The Indian Upon God By William Butler Yeats I passed along the water’s edge below the humid trees, My spirit rocked in evening light, th…

Thanksgiving Ode November 15th, 1888 By  James McIntyre September came and with it frost The season's pasture it seemed lost, And the wondrous yi…

Welcome to the Prince of Wales By  James McIntyre Lines written when the Prince of Wales was about embarking for Canada, May, 1860. In his long voyag…

St. Thomas 1884 By  James McIntyre At time of Oddfellows Grand Lodge meeting. Oddfellows once they had to trudge O'er rough stage road to the Gra…

Monody On a Lady Famed for her Caprice By  Robert Burns How cold is that bosom which folly once fired,     How pale is that cheek where the rouge lat…