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Famous Strains Poems by Famous Poets

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...ray,
 By passion driven;
But yet the light that led astray
 Was light from Heaven.


“I taught thy manners-painting strains,
The loves, the ways of simple swains,
Till now, o’er all my wide domains
 Thy fame extends;
And some, the pride of Coila’s plains,
 Become thy friends.


“Thou canst not learn, nor I can show,
To paint with Thomson’s landscape glow;
Or wake the bosom-melting throe,
 With Shenstone’s art;
Or pour, with Gray, the moving flow
 Warm on the heart.Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...ks 
Of Arethusa and Eurotas stray'd, 
The poet drinks, and glorying in new strength, 
Soars high in rapture of sublimer strains; 
Such as that prophet sang who tun'd his harp 
On Zion hill and with seraphic praise 
In psalm and sacred ode by Siloa's brook, 
Drew HIS attention who first touch'd the soul 
With taste of harmony, and bade the spheres 
Move in rich measure to the songs on high. 
Fill'd with this spirit poesy no more 
Adorns that vain mythology believ'd, 
By ru...Read more of this...
by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...him the muse would celebrate 
Bold Hudson stemming to the pole, thro' seas 
Vex'd with continual storms, thro' the cold strains, 
Where Europe and America oppose 
Their shores contiguous, and the northern sea 
Confin'd, indignant, swells and roars between. 
With these be number'd in the list of fame 
Illustrious Raleigh, hapless in his fate: 
Forgive me Raleigh, if an infant muse 
Borrows thy name to grace her humble strain; 
By many nobler are thy virtues sung; 
Envy no ...Read more of this...
by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...ing tongue, 
 To God th'eternal theme; 
Notes from yon exaltations caught, 
Unrival'd royalty of thought, 
 O'er meaner strains supreme. 

 XI 
Contemplative—on God to fix 
His musings, and above the six 
 The Sabbath-day he blest; 
'Twas then his thoughts self-conquest prun'd, 
And heav'nly melancholy tun'd, 
 To bless and bear the rest. 

 XII 
Serene—to sow the seeds of peace, 
Rememb'ring, when he watch'd the fleece, 
 How sweetly Kidron purl'd— 
To further knowle...Read more of this...
by Smart, Christopher
...er
Thy image may be,
No magic shall sever
Thy music from thee.
Thou hast bound many eyes
In a dreamy sleep-
But the strains still arise
Which thy vigilance keep-
The sound of the rain,
Which leaps down to the flower-
And dances again
In the rhythm of the shower-
The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass
Are the music of things-
But are modell'd, alas!-
Away, then, my dearest,
Oh! hie thee away
To the springs that lie clearest
Beneath the moon-ray-
To lone lake tha...Read more of this...
by Poe, Edgar Allan



...again.
 SEC. BRO. O brother, Tt is my father's Shepherd, sure.
 ELD. BRO. Thyrsis! whose artful strains have of delayed
The huddling brook to hear his madrigal,
And sweetened every musk-rose of the dale.
How camest thou here, good swain? Hath any ram
Slipped from the fold, or young kid lost his dam,
Or straggling wether the pent flock forsook?
How couldst thou find this dark sequestered nook?
 SPIR. O my loved master's heir, and his next joy,
I...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
...aw her sons
Rush from her loving arms, to face death-dealing guns.

VII.

But ere thy lyre is strung to martial strains
Of wars which sent our hero o'er the plains, 
To add the cypress to his laureled brow, 
Be brave, my Muse, and darker truths avow.
Let Justice ask a preface to thy songs, 
Before the Indian's crimes declare his wrongs; 
Before effects, wherein all horrors blend, 
Declare the shameful cause, precursor of the end.

VIII.

When first this so...Read more of this...
by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of Victory

As he defeated—dying—
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!

84

Her breast is fit for pearls,
But I was not a "Diver"—
Her brow is fit for thrones
But I have not a crest.
Her heart is fit for home—
I—a Sparrow—build there
Sweet of twigs and twine
My perennial nest.

211

Come slowly—Eden!
Lips unused to Thee—
Bashful—sip thy Jessamines—
As the f...Read more of this...
by Dickinson, Emily
...u reform thy victim, long
Ere his last hour. And when the reveller,
Mad in the chase of pleasure, stretches on,
And strains each nerve, and clears the path of life
Like wind, thou point'st him to the dreadful goal,
And shak'st thy hour-glass in his reeling eye,
And check'st him in mid course. Thy skeleton hand
Shows to the faint of spirit the right path,
And he is warned, and fears to step aside.
Thou sett'st between the ruffian and his crime
Thy ghastly countenan...Read more of this...
by Bryant, William Cullen
...e,—
Of him who shall as lightly bear
My daily load of woods and streams,
As now the round sky-cleaving boat
Which never strains its rocky beams,
Whose timbers, as they silent float,
Alps and Caucasus uprear,
And the long Alleghanies here,
And all town-sprinkled lands that be,
Sailing through stars with all their history.

Every morn I lift my head,
Gaze o'er New England underspread
South from Saint Lawrence to the Sound,
From Katshill east to the sea-bound.
Anchored f...Read more of this...
by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...ing duly paid 
In various style; for neither various style 
Nor holy rapture wanted they to praise 
Their Maker, in fit strains pronounced, or sung 
Unmeditated; such prompt eloquence 
Flowed from their lips, in prose or numerous verse, 
More tuneable than needed lute or harp 
To add more sweetness; and they thus began. 
These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, 
Almighty! Thine this universal frame, 
Thus wonderous fair; Thyself how wonderous then! 
Unspeakable, who ...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
.... . . 


But now the blood from every heart leaps madder through abounding veins 
As first the fascinating strains of "El Irresistible" start. 


Caught in the spell of pulsing sound, impatient elbows lift and yield 
The scented softnesses they shield to arms that catch and close them round, 


Surrender, swift to be possessed, the silken supple forms beneath 
To all the bliss the measures breathe and all the madness they suggest. 


Crowds congregate and...Read more of this...
by Seeger, Alan
...st with its sisters join in friendly link,
The hero in the hero-band must sink,
The Muses' harp peals forth its tuneful strains.

The wondering savages soon came
To view the new creation's plan
"Behold!"--the joyous crowds exclaim,--
"Behold, all this is done by man!"
With jocund and more social aim
The minstrel's lyre their awe awoke,
Telling of Titans, and of giant's frays
And lion-slayers, turning, as he spoke,
Even into heroes those who heard his lays.
For the fir...Read more of this...
by Schiller, Friedrich von
...ters  
Not from the bards sublime  
Whose distant footsteps echo 
Through the corridors of Time. 20 

For like strains of martial music  
Their mighty thoughts suggest 
Life's endless toil and endeavor; 
And to-night I long for rest. 

Read from some humbler poet 25 
Whose songs gushed from his heart  
As showers from the clouds of summer  
Or tears from the eyelids start; 

Who through long days of labor  
And nights devoid of ease 30 
Still heard in...Read more of this...
by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...s, they still  Full of meek sympathy must heave their sighs  O'er Philomela's pity-pleading strains.  My Friend, and my Friend's Sister! we have learnt  A different lore: we may not thus profane  Nature's sweet voices always full of love  And joyance! Tis the merry Nightingale   That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates  With fast thick warble his delicious ...Read more of this...
by Wordsworth, William
...nger, nights of waking.
     In our isle's enchanted hall,
          Hands unseen thy couch are strewing,
     Fairy strains of music fall,
          Every sense in slumber dewing.
     Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,
     Dream of fighting fields no more;
     Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking,
     Morn of toil, nor night of waking.

     'No rude sound shall reach thine ear,
          Armor's clang or war-steed champing
     Trump nor pibroch summon here...Read more of this...
by Scott, Sir Walter
...class=i0>Shall hear this plaudit in the choirs of love:—"Lo! this is he who sung in mournful strainsFor many years a lover's doubts and pains;Yet in this soul-expanding, sweet employ,A sacred transport felt above all vulgar joy."She too shall wonder at herself to hearHer praises ring around the radiant sphere:Read more of this...
by Petrarch, Francesco
...estial fire:From ancient Argos to the Phrygian boundHis never-dying strains were borne aroundOn inspiration's wing, and hill and daleEchoed the notes of Ilion's mournful tale.The woes of Thetis, and Ulysses' toils,His mighty mind recover'd from the spoilsOf envious time, and placed in lasting ligh...Read more of this...
by Petrarch, Francesco
...L to thee, blithe spirit! 
Bird thou never wert, 
That from heaven, or near it, 
Pourest thy full heart 
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

Higher still and higher 
From the earth thou springest, 
Like a cloud of fire 
The blue deep thou wingest, 
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

In the golden lightning 
Of the sunken sun, 
O'er which clouds are bright'ning, 
Thou dost float and run, 
Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun...Read more of this...
by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...vent,
And make him of his zeal repent.
But Heaven his innocence defends,
The grateful people stand his friends:
Not strains of law, nor judge's frown,
Nor topics brought to please the crown,
Nor witness hired, nor jury picked,
Prevail to bring him in convict.
In exile, with a steady heart,
He spent his life's declining part;
Where folly, pride, and faction sway,
Remote from St John, Pope, and Gay.
Alas, poor Dean! his only scope
Was to be held a misanthrope.
T...Read more of this...
by Swift, Jonathan

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