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Title	Poet	Year Written	Collection	Body
To Myself	Paul Fleming	1629	English	From the German by Catherine Winkworth LET nothing make thee sad or fretful, Or too regretful; Be still; What God hath ordered must be right; Then find in it thine own delight, My will. Why shouldst thou fill...
To Nancy F——			English	To Nancy F—— How can I help thy Husbands copying Me Should that make difference twixt me & Thee
To Nettie (Botta)				Now has the spring her treasures all unbound, The earth has put her wedding-garment on, And, robed in light, with flowers and verdure crowned, Comes forth in joy to meet the bridegroom sun....
To Night	Percy Bysshe Shelley	1812	English	Swiftly walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear Which make thee terrible and dear,— Swift be thy flight! Wrap...
To Nobodaddy			English
To O - S. C. by Annie Eliot Trumbull			English	Spirit of “fire and dew,” Whither hast fled? Thy soul they never knew Who call thee dead. Deep thoughts of why and how Shadowed thine eyes: Thou hast the answers now Straight from the skies. Thrilled with a double power...
To offer brave assistance				To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone — When One has failed to stop them — Is Human — but Divine To lend an Ample Sinew Unto a Nameless Man — Whose Homely Benediction No...
To One Being Old	Langdon Elwyn Mitchell		English	Her aged hands are worn with works of love; Dear aged hands that oft on me are laid; Her heart’s below, but, oh, her love’s above, As flowers do sunward turn though in the shade. The set of sun is dear that lasts not long, And she is sweeter far than...
To One denied the drink			English	To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise? To lead Him to the Well And let Him hear it drip Remind Him, would it not, somewhat ...
To One in Paradise	Edgar Allan Poe	1843	Love	Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine- A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise...
To One in Paradise	Edgar Allan Poe	1829	English	Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine: A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry...
To One in Paradise	Edgar Allan Poe	1829	English	Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine: A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry...
To One who had scoffed at the Poet’s Poverty	Martial	60	English	From the Latin by Charles Abraham Elton YES,—I am poor, Callistratus! I own; And so was ever; yet not quite unknown, Graced with a knight’s degree; nor this alone: But through the world my verse is often sung; And “That is he!” sounds buzzed from every...
To own a Susan of my own			English	To own a Susan of my own Is of itself a Bliss — Whatever Realm I forfeit, Lord, Continue me in this!
To own the Art within the Soul				To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain Is an unfurnished Circumstance Possession is to One As an Estate perpetual Or a...
To Peter Cooper			English	The Pyramids of Egypt, even to-day The wonder of the world, stupendous stand In their material greatness, and defy Alike relentless Time and Libyan sand. But what great...
To pile like Thunder to its close			English	To pile like Thunder to its close Then crumble grand away While Everything created hid This — would be Poetry — Or Love — the two coeval come — We both and neither prove — Experience either and...
To put this World down, like a Bundle —				To put this World down, like a Bundle — And walk steady, away, Requires Energy — possibly Agony — 'Tis the Scarlet way Trodden with straight renunciation By the Son of God — Later, his faint...
To Rembrandt			English	As in that twilight, superstitious age When all beyond the narrow grasp of mind Seem'd fraught with meanings of supernal kind, When e'en the learned, philosophic sage, Wont with the stars through boundless space to range,...
To Rome	Francisco de Quevedo y Villegas	1600	English	From the Spanish by Benjamin B. Wiffen Buried in Its Ruins STRANGER, ’t is vain! midst Rome thou seek’st for Rome In vain; thy foot is on her throne—her grave: Her walls are dust; Time’s conquering banners wave O’er all her hills; hills which themselves...