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Title	Poet	Year Written	Collection	Body
The City of Dreadful Thirst				The stranger came from Narromine and made his little joke-- "They say we folks in Narromine are narrow-minded folk. But all the smartest men down here are puzzled to define A kind of new phenomenon that came to Narromine. "...
The City of God	Samuel Johnson	1729	English	City of God, how broad and far Outspread thy walls sublime! The true thy chartered freemen are, Of every age and clime. One holy Church, one army strong, One steadfast high intent, One working band, one harvest-song, One King...
The City of Sleep			English	Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the road to the Merciful Town That is hard by the Sea of Dreams— Where the poor may lay their...
The Clerks	Edwin Arlington Robinson		English	I Did not think that I should find them there When I came back again; but there they stood, As in the days they dreamed of when young blood Was in their cheeks and women called them fair. Be sure, they met me with an ancient air,— And, yes, there was a...
The Clock strikes one that just struck two —			English	The Clock strikes one that just struck two — Some schism in the Sum — A Vagabond for Genesis Has wrecked the Pendulum —
The Clock's Song	Rose Hawthorne Lathrop		English	Eileen of four, Eileen of smiles; Eileen of five, Eileen of tears; Eileen of ten, of fifteen years, Eileen of youth And woman’s wiles; Eileen of twenty, In love’s land, Eileen all tender In her bliss, ...
The Closing Scene	Thomas Buchanan Read		English	Within his sober realm of leafless trees The russet year inhaled the dreamy air; Like some tanned reaper in his hour of ease, When all the fields are lying brown and bare. The gray barns looking from their lazy hills O’er the dim waters widening in...
The Closing Scene	Thomas Buchanan Read		English	Within the sober realm of leafless trees, The russet year inhaled the dreamy air; Like some tanned reaper, in his hour of ease, When all the fields are lying brown and bare. The gray barns looking from their hazy hills, O’er the dun waters widening...
The Closing Year	George Denison Prentice		English	’t Is midnight’s holy hour,—and silence now Is brooding like a gentle spirit o’er The still and pulseless world. Hark! on the winds The bell’s deep tones are swelling,—’t is the knell Of the departed year. No funeral train Is sweeping past; yet, on the...
The Cloud	Percy Bysshe Shelley	1812	English	I Bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to...
The Cloud Chorus	Aristophanes	468	English	From the Greek by Andrew Lang From “The Clouds” SOCRATES SPEAKS. HITHER, come hither, ye Clouds renowned, and unveil yourselves here; Come, though ye dwell on the sacred crests of Olympian snow, Or whether ye dance with the Nereid Choir in the gardens clear...
The Clouds	William Croswell		English	I cannot look above and see Yon high-piled, pillowy mass Of evening clouds, so swimmingly In gold and purple pass, And think not, Lord, how thou wast seen On Israel’s desert way, Before them, in thy shadowy screen, Pavilioned all...
The Clouds their Backs together laid				The Clouds their Backs together laid The North begun to push The Forests galloped till they fell The Lightning played like mice The Thunder crumbled like a stuff How good to be in Tombs Where Nature'...
The Clover	Margaret Deland		English	O ruddy Lover— O brave red Clover! Didst think to win her Thou dost adore? She will not love thee, She looks above thee, The Daisy’s gold doth move her more. If gold can win her, Then Love’s not in her; So...
The Clover's simple Fame			English	The Clover's simple Fame Remembered of the Cow — Is better than enameled Realms Of notability. Renown perceives itself And that degrades the Flower — The Daisy that has looked behind Has...
The Clue	Charlotte Fiske Bates		English	Oh, frame some little word for me None else shall ever hear or see,— Something my soul can call her own, When suddenly she feels alone; Something that she can take away When God shall draw the veil of clay; Something that thou wilt know her by...
The Coasters	Thomas Fleming Day		English	OVERLOADED, undermanned, Trusting to a lee, Playing I-spy with the land, Jockeying the sea— That ’s the way the Coaster goes, Through calm and hurricane: Everywhere the tide flows, Everywhere the wind blows,...
The Coasters	Thomas Fleming Day		English	Overloaded, undermanned, Trusting to a lee, Playing I-spy with the land, Jockeying the sea— That ’s the way the Coaster goes, Through calm and hurricane: Everywhere the tide flows, Everywhere the wind blows,...
The Cobbler and the Financier	Jean de La Fontaine	1641	English	From the French by Elizur Wright A COBBLER sang from morn till night: ’T was sweet and marvellous to hear; His trills and quavers told the ear Of more contentment and delight, Enjoyed by that laborious wight, Than e’er enjoyed the sages seven,...
The Cock and the Bull	Charles Stuart Calverley	1851	English	YOU 1 see this pebble-stone? It ’s a thing I bought Of a bit of a chit of a boy i’ the mid o’ the day— I like to dock the smaller parts-o’-speech, As we curtail the already cur-tailed cur (You catch the paronomasia, play o’ words?)— Did, rather, i’ the...