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Title	Poet	Year Written	Collection	Body
The Cocoa-Tree	Charles Warren Stoddard		English	Cast on the water by a careless hand, Day after day the winds persuaded me: Onward I drifted till a coral tree Stayed me among its branches, where the sand Gathered about me, and I slowly grew, Fed by the constant sun and the inconstant dew. ...
The Coliseum	Lord Byron		English	From “Childe Harold,” Canto IV. ARCHES on arches! as it were that Rome, Collecting the chief trophies of her line, Would build up all her triumphs in one dome, Her Coliseum stands; the moonbeams shine As ’t were its natural torches, for divine...
The collected poems of James Elroy Flecker/Don Juan in Hell			English	A great stone man rose like a tower on board, Stood at the helm and cleft the flood profound: But the calm hero, leaning on his sword, Gazed back, and would not offer one look round.
The College Colonel	Herman Melville		English	He rides at their head; A crutch by his saddle just slants in view, One slung arm is in splints you see, Yet he guides his strong steed—how coldly too. He brings his regiment home, Not as they filed two years before; But a remnant half-...
The Collegian to His Bride	Anonymous		English	From Punch Being a Mathematical Madrigal in the Simplest Form CHARMER, on a given straight line, And which we will call B C, Meeting at a common point A, Draw the lines A C, A B. But, my sweetest, so arrange it That they ’re equal, all the...
The Color of a Queen, is this —			English	The Color of a Queen, is this — The Color of a Sun At setting — this and Amber — Beryl — and this, at Noon — And when at night — Auroran widths Fling suddenly on men — 'Tis this — and Witchcraft —...
The Color of the Grave is Green —				The Color of the Grave is Green — The Outer Grave — I mean — You would not know it from the Field — Except it own a Stone — To help the fond — to find it — Too infinite asleep To stop and tell them...
The Columbine			English
The Comet	Charles Sangster	1842	English	October, 1858 ERRATIC Soul of some great Purpose, doomed To track the wild illimitable space, Till sure propitiation has been made For the divine commission unperformed! What was thy crime? Ahasuerus’ curse Were not more stern on earth than thine...
The Common Doom	James Shirley	1616	English	Victorious men of earth, no more Proclaim how wide your empires are: Though you bind in every shore, And your triumphs reach as far As night or day, Yet you proud monarchs must obey, And mingle with forgotten ashes, when Death...
The competitions of the sky			English	The competitions of the sky Corrodeless ply.
The Compliment	Eugene Field	1870	English	Arrayed in snow-white pants and vest, And other rainment fair to view, I stood before my sweetheart Sue— The charming creature I love best. “Tell me and does my costume suit?” I asked that apple of my eye— And then the charmer made reply,...
The Computation				For my first twenty years, since yesterday, ⁠I scarce believed thou couldst be gone away; For forty more I fed on favours past, ⁠And forty on hopes...
The Condemned	Edward Howland		English	Read me no moral, priest, upon my life,— Reserve that for your flock. A few short hours will end my mortal strife, Upon the gallows block. Before the gaping crowd, who come to see A fellow mortal die, Preach if you choose, and take...
The Conquered Banner	Abram Joseph Ryan		English	Furl that Banner, for ’t is weary; Round its staff ’t is drooping dreary: Furl it, fold it,—it is best; For there ’s not a man to wave it, And there ’s not a sword to save it, And there ’s not one left to lave it In the blood which heroes gave...
The Conquered Banner	Abram Joseph Ryan		English	Furl that Banner, for ’t is weary; Round its staff ’t is drooping dreary: Furl it, fold it,—it is best; For there ’s not a man to wave it, And there ’s not a sword to save it, And there ’s not one left to lave it In the blood which heroes gave...
The Conqueror Worm	Edgar Allan Poe	1829	English	Lo! ’t is a gala night Within the lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the...
The Conqueror's Grave	William Cullen Bryant	1814	English	Within this lowly grave a Conqueror lies, And yet the monument proclaims it not, Nor round the sleeper’s name hath chisel wrought The emblems of a fame that never dies,— Ivy and amaranth, in a graceful sheaf, Twined with the laurel’s fair, imperial...
The Conqueror’s Grave	William Cullen Bryant	1814	English	Within this lowly grave a Conqueror lies, And yet the monument proclaims it not, Nor round the sleeper’s name hath chisel wrought The emblems of a fame that never dies, Ivy and amaranth in a graceful sheaf, Twined with the laurel’s fair, imperial leaf...
The Constant Lover	Sir John Suckling	1629	Love	Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together! And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover. But the spite on ‘t is, no...