CLASSIC POETRY
Posted on April 15, 2017 by magda
The Easter flower
Far from this foreign Easter damp and chilly
My soul steals to a pear-shaped plot of ground,
Where gleamed the lilac-tinted Easter lily
Soft-scented in the air for yards around;
Alone, without a hint of guardian leaf!
Just like a fragile bell of silver rime,
It burst the tomb for freedom sweet and brief
In...
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Posted on March 26, 2017 by magda
Lines Written in Early Spring
I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of...
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Posted on March 1, 2017 by magda
Nature
A LIGHT exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here
A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That silence cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.
It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.
Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without...
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Posted on September 29, 2016 by magda
When you are old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false...
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Posted on June 3, 2016 by magda
The red dress
I always saw, I always said
If I were grown and free,
I’d have a gown of reddest red
As fine as you could see,
To wear out walking, sleek and slow,
Upon a Summer day,
And there’d be one to see me so
And flip the world away.
And he would be a gallant one,
With...
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Posted on April 28, 2016 by magda
Te naiset / Voi FemeiTe naiset, te naiset, te näyttelijät,
te petätte, peitätte yhä,
te lainaatte lapselta katsehen
ja ilmehen tekopyhän.
Te petätte itsenne, petätte muut,
kun sidotte silmät, tukitte suut
ja käytte kuin nunnien kuvat,
kuin enkelit tusinataiturin
palapiirtehin säveän säädyllisin,
näin täyttäen luulot ja luvat.Oi ollapa kerrankin ihminen
ja valimostanne vapaa!
Te pelkäätte sääntöjen sävyä
ja kotien kireää tapaa;
mut ponnisteltua...
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Posted on April 27, 2016 by magda
Preciosa Y El Aire
Su luna de pergamino
Preciosa tocando viene
por un anfibio sendero
de cristales y laureles.
El silencio sin estrellas,
huyendo del sonsonete,
cae donde el mar bate y canta
su noche llena de peces.
En los picos de la sierra
los carabineros duermen
guardando las blancas torres
donde viven los ingleses.
Y los gitanos del agua
levantan por distraerse,
glorietas de...
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Posted on April 24, 2016 by magda
Star light, star bright
Star, that gives a gracious dole,
What am I to choose?
Oh, will it be a shriven soul,
Or little buckled shoes?
Shall I wish a wedding-ring,
Bright and thin and round,
Or plead you send me covering-
A newly spaded mound?
Gentle beam, shall I implore
Gold, or sailing-ships,
Or beg I hate forevermore
A pair of...
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Posted on April 23, 2016 by magda
A very short song
Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.
Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.
Dorothy Parker
...
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Posted on April 3, 2016 by magda
A dream within a dreamTake this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the...
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