- April 7, 2012 at 12:39 pm #636099
Dr Livingston – One of my all time favourites is by R.L.S “I Have a Little Shadow”.April 7, 2012 at 5:37 pm #636101
Strangeron/Shore,How does that go. I,d love to read it.
Peoples Republic Of ChristchurchApril 7, 2012 at 6:39 pm #636103
Pearldiver, I wonder if you are still around. I haven,t seen any contributions here recently but then again I have been a bit slack poetry wise. But Hey, I,d like to get this thread going again with discussion. Pearldiver, I,d like to catch up with your favourite work of poetry.?:D
Peoples Republic Of ChristchurchApril 8, 2012 at 10:15 am #636105
A Verse. by Matthew Arnold from Empedocles on Etna.
Is it so small a thing
To have enjoy’d the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved,to have thought,to have done.
Peoples Republic Of ChristchurchApril 8, 2012 at 7:51 pm #636107
Rabbi Ben Ezra first verse by Robert Browning.
Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life,for which the first was made;
Our times are in his hand
Who saith,A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half; trust God: see all,nor be
Peoples Republic Of ChristchurchApril 10, 2012 at 4:47 pm #636109
Not sure if this has already been posted… have read many but not every page in this “Discussion””
One of my favourites by one of my favourite poets
Break, Break, Break
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
O, well for the fisherman’s boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanish’d hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!
Break, break, break
At the foot of thy crags, O Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.April 10, 2012 at 6:26 pm #636111
A lovely poem Tis.I have never heard it before.
Peoples Republic Of ChristchurchApril 11, 2012 at 4:54 pm #636113
”So having said, a while he stood, expecting
Their universal shout and high applause
To fill his ear; when contrary, he hears,
On all sides, from innumerable tongues
A dismal universal hiss, the sound
Of public scorn.”
John Milton – excerpt from Paradise LostApril 11, 2012 at 6:02 pm #636115
caro028MemberMember since: November 16, 2010
Thank you. Dr Livingstone. Have never been in here before and have enjoyed so much reading the beautiful poetry which has always been a love of mine.April 11, 2012 at 10:56 pm #636117
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
He clasps the crag with hooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring’d with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.April 13, 2012 at 12:02 am #636119
Choric Song by Alfred Lord Tennyson.
There is sweet music here that softer falls
Than petals from blown roses on the grass,
Or night-dews on still waters between walls
Of shadowey granite,in a gleaming pass,
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies,
Than tir’d eyelids upon tir’d eyes
Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful
Here are cool mosses deep,
And thro’ the moss the ivies creep,
And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep,
And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep
Peoples Republic Of ChristchurchApril 14, 2012 at 10:14 am #636121
And that’s a Tennyson I’d not heard before Dr, – the words and the way he phrases them take you right to the scene like a beautiful painting.
I know this one has been posted before in it’s entirety – but this verse runs around in my head so often, and I feel it so deeply that I just had to include it.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!
My Country by Dorothea Mackellar
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