Title Poet Year Written Collection Body
The Trooper’s Death Georg Herwegh 1837 English

From the German by Rossiter W. Raymond

THE WEARY night is o’er at last!
We ride so still, we ride so fast!
  We ride where Death is lying.
The morning wind doth coldly pass,
Landlord! we ’ll take another glass,
      Ere dying.

Thou,...

The True Philosophy of Life William Dunbar 1485 English

Modernized by Hugh Haliburton
Full oft I muse and hes in thocht.
THE PASSAGE of the speeding year,
And Fortune with her changing cheer,
  Are ills on ilka hand contest;
We will not mourn for that, my dear,
  But to be blythe we ’ll count it best....

The Truth — is stirless —

The Truth — is stirless —

Other force — may be presumed to move —

This — then — is best for confidence —

When oldest Cedars swerve —


And Oaks untwist their fists —

And Mountains — feeble — lean —

How...

The Tsigane's Canzonet Edward King English

I
          no! no!
    Bird in the darkness singing,
        I will not forget!
    Trill me thy tender lay again,—
    Thy song of passion and of pain;
    Set all the sweet vale ringing
        With thy canzonet.
Cling to thy...

The Turk in Armenia William Watson English

From “The Purple East”
WHAT profits it, O England, to prevail
  In camp and mart and council, and bestrew
  With argosies thy oceans, and renew
With tribute levied on each golden gale
Thy treasuries, if thou canst hear the wail
  Of women martyred...

The Tutelage Robert Mowry Bell English

In the coiled shell sounds Ocean’s distant roar,
Oft to our listening hearts come heavenly strains;—
Men say, “That was the blood in our own veins,
And this,—but the echo of our hope; no more.”
And yet, the murmuring sea exists, which bore
That frail...

The Twa Corbies Anonymous English

As I was walking all alane,
I heard two corbies making a mane;
The tane unto the t’other say,
“Where sall we gang and dine to-day?”

“In behint yon auld fail dyke,
I wot there lies a new-slain knight;
And nae body kens that he lies there,
...

The Two Angels John Greenleaf Whittier 1827 English

God called the nearest angels who dwell with Him above:
The tenderest one was Pity, the dearest one was Love.

“Arise,” He said, “my angels! a wail of woe and sin
Steals through the gates of heaven, and saddens all within.

“My harps take up the mournful strain...

The Two Angels John Greenleaf Whittier 1827 English

God called the nearest angels who dwell with Him above:
The tenderest one was Pity, the dearest one was Love.

“Arise,” He said, “my angels! a wail of woe and sin
Steals through the gates of heaven, and saddens all within.

“My harps take up the mournful strain...

The Two Devines English

It was shearing time at the Myall Lake,

And then rose the sound through the livelong day

Of the constant clash that the shear-blades make

When the fastest shearers are making play;

But there wasn't a man in the shearers' lines...

The Two Friends Charles Godfrey Leland English

I have two friends—two glorious friends—two better could not be,
And every night when midnight tolls they meet to laugh with me.

The first was shot by Carlist thieves—ten years ago in Spain.
The second drowned near Alicante—while I alive remain.

I love to see...

The Two Mysteries Mary Mapes Dodge English

We know not what it is, dear, this sleep so deep and still;
The folded hands, the awful calm, the cheek so pale and chill;
The lids that will not lift again, though we may call and call;
The strange, white solitude of peace that settles over all.

We know not...

The Two Mysteries Mary Mapes Dodge English

   [“In the middle of the room, in its white coffin, lay the dead child, the nephew of the poet. Near it, in a great chair, sat Walt Whitman, surrounded by little ones, and holding a beautiful little girl on his lap. She looked wonderingly at the spectacle of death, and then inquiringly into the...

The Two Oceans John Sterling 1826 English

Two seas, amid the night,
  In the moonshine roll and sparkle—
Now spread in the silver light,
  Now sadden, and wail, and darkle.

The one has a billowy motion,
  And from land to land it gleams;
The other is sleep’s wide ocean,
  And its...

The Two Rabbis John Greenleaf Whittier 1827 English

The Rabbi NATHAN, twoscore years and ten,
Walked blameless through the evil world, and then
Just as the almond blossomed in his hair,
Met a temptation all too strong to bear,
And miserably sinned. So, adding not
Falsehood to guilt, he left his seat, and...

The Two Waitings John White Chadwick English

I.
dear hearts, you were waiting a year ago
  For the glory to be revealed;
You were wondering deeply, with bated breath,
  What treasure the days concealed.

O, would it be this, or would it be that?
  Would it be girl or boy?
Would it...

The Two Wives William Dean Howells English

The colonel rode by his picket-line
  In the pleasant morning sun,
That glanced from him far off to shine
  On the crouching rebel picket’s gun.

From his command the captain strode
  Out with a grave salute,
And talked with the colonel as he rode...

The Two Wives William Dean Howells English

The Colonel rode by his picket-line
  In the pleasant morning sun,
That glanced from him far off to shine
  On the crouching rebel picket’s gun.

From his command the captain strode
  Out with a grave salute,
And talked with the colonel as he rode...

The Two Worlds Mortimer Collins 1847 English

Two worlds there are. To one our eyes we strain,
Whose magic joys we shall not see again;
    Bright haze of morning veils its glimmering shore.
        Ah, truly breathed we there
        Intoxicating air—
    Glad were our hearts in that sweet realm of...

The Unborn Julia Neely Finch English

Thou art my very own,
A part of me,
Bone of my bone
And flesh of my flesh.
And thou shalt be
Heart of my heart
And brain of brain—
In years that are to come to me and thee.

Before thou wast a being, made
Of spirit, as of...