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1. Lake - written by Czeslaw Milosz
Read 1349 times on Poetry Connection.

Maidenly lake, fathomless lake,
Stay as you were once, overgrown with rushes,
Idling with a reflected cloud, for my sake
Whom your shore no longer touches.

Your girl was always real to me.
Her bones lie in a city by the sea.
Everything occurs too... (Read full poem)

Small barge go to meet honoured guest 
Leisurely lake on come 
At railing face cup alcohol 
On all sides lotus bloom 


On a skiff I meet an honoured guest, 
Slowly, slowly, it comes across the lake. 
Facing at the railing, we drink a cup of... (Read full poem)

3. The Mountain And The Lake - written by Robert William Service
From Rhymes of a Rolling Stone. Read 556 times on Poetry Connection.

I know a mountain thrilling to the stars,
Peerless and pure, and pinnacled with snow;
Glimpsing the golden dawn o'er coral bars,
Flaunting the vanisht sunset's garnet glow;
Proudly patrician, passionless, serene;
Soaring in silvered steeps where... (Read full poem)

It was taken some time ago.
At first it seems to be
a smeared
print: blurred lines and grey flecks
blended with the paper;

then, as you scan
it, you see in the left-hand corner
a thing that is like a branch: part of a tree
(balsam or... (Read full poem)

5. Sonnet to Lake Leman - written by Lord Byron
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Rousseau -- Voltaire -- our Gibbon -- De Staël -- 
Leman! these names are worthy of thy shore, 
Thy shore of names like these! wert thou no more, 
Their memory thy remembrance would recall: 
To them thy banks were lovely as to all, 
But they... (Read full poem)

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace... (Read full poem)

7. ON THE LAKE, - written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
From The Poems. Published in 1853. Read 674 times on Poetry Connection.

[Written on the occasion of Goethe's starting 
with his friend Passavant on a Swiss Tour.]

I DRINK fresh nourishment, new blood

From out this world more free;
The Nature is so kind and good

That to her breast clasps me!
The billows toss our... (Read full poem)

'Your eyes that once were never weary of mine
Are bowed in sotrow under pendulous lids,
Because our love is waning.'
                             And then She:
'Although our love is waning, let us stand
By the lone border of the lake once... (Read full poem)

9. To Wang Lun - written by Li Po
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I was about to sail away in a junk,
When suddenly I heard
The sound of stamping and singing on the bank—
It was you and your friends come to bid me farewell.
The Peach Flower Lake is a thousand fathoms deep,
But it cannot compare, O Wang... (Read full poem)

As the years go by, give me but peace, 
Freedom from ten thousand matters. 
I ask myself and always answer: 
What can be better than coming home? 
A wind from the pine-trees blows my sash, 
And my lute is bright with the mountain moon. 
You... (Read full poem)

11. Coming To This - written by Mark Strand
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We have done what we wanted.
We have discarded dreams, preferring the heavy industry
of each other, and we have welcomed grief
and called ruin the impossible habit to break.

And now we are here.
The dinner is ready and we cannot eat.
The meat sits... (Read full poem)

Come into the garden, Maud, 
     For the black bat, Night, has flown, 
Come into the garden, Maud, 
     I am here at the gate alone; 
And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, 
     And the musk of the roses blown. 
 
For a breeze of morning... (Read full poem)

13. FROM THE MOUNTAIN. - written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
From The Poems. Published in 1853. Read 768 times on Poetry Connection.

[Written just after the preceding one, on a 
mountain overlooking the Lake of Zurich.]

IF I, dearest Lily, did not love thee,

How this prospect would enchant my sight!
And yet if I, Lily, did not love thee,

Could I find, or here, or there,... (Read full poem)

Come into the garden, Maud, 
For the black bat, Night, has flown, 
Come into the garden, Maud, 
I am here at the gate alone; 
And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, 
And the musk of the roses blown. 

For a breeze of morning moves, 
And... (Read full poem)

15. He Hears The Cry Of The Sedge - written by William Butler Yeats
From The Wind Among The Reeds. Published in 1899. Read 1146 times on Poetry Connection.

I wander by the edge
Of this desolate lake
Where wind cries in the sedge:
Until the axle break
That keeps the stars in their round,
And hands hurl in the deep
The banners of East and West,
And the girdle of light is unhound,
Your breast will not lie... (Read full poem)

In the cold, cold parlor
my mother laid out Arthur
beneath the chromographs:
Edward, Prince of Wales,
with Princess Alexandra,
and King George with Queen Mary.
Below them on the table
stood a stuffed loon
shot and stuffed by Uncle
Arthur, Arthur's... (Read full poem)

17. The Moon, how definite its orb! (fragment) - written by Samuel Coleridge
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The Moon, how definite its orb!
Yet gaze again, and with a steady gaze--
'Tis there indeed,--but where is it not?--
It is suffused o'er all the sapphire Heaven,
Trees, herbage, snake-like stream, unwrinkled Lake,
Whose very murmur does of it... (Read full poem)

ACROSS the flat and the pastel snow 
Two people go . . . . 'And do you remember 
When last we wandered this shore?' . . . 'Ah no! 
For it is cold-hearted December.' 
'Dead, the leaves that like asses's ears hung on the trees 
When last we... (Read full poem)

19. La Belle Dame Sans Merci - written by John Keats
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Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
    Alone and palely loitering;
The sedge is wither'd from the lake,
    And no birds sing.

Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
    So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel's granary is full,
    And the... (Read full poem)

And in Life's noisiest hour,
There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,
The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy.
______________________

You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within ;
And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart
Thro' all... (Read full poem)

21. The Beautiful Xi Shi - written by Wang Wei
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Since beauty is honoured all over the Empire, 
How could Xi Shi remain humbly at home? -- 
Washing clothes at dawn by a southern lake -- 
And that evening a great lady in a palace of the north: 
Lowly one day, no different from the others, 
The... (Read full poem)

The red-capped Cock-Man has just announced morning; 
The Keeper of the Robes brings Jade-Cloud Furs; 
Heaven's nine doors reveal the palace and its courtyards; 
And the coats of many countries bow to the Pearl Crown. 
Sunshine has entered the... (Read full poem)

23. Are You There? - written by W. H. Auden
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Each lover has some theory of his own
About the difference between the ache
Of being with his love, and being alone:

Why what, when dreaming, is dear flesh and bone
That really stirs the senses, when awake,
Appears a simulacrum of his... (Read full poem)

We climbed Yoyang Tower with
all the scene around coming
into vision; looking up the
Great River seeing boats turn
and enter the Tungting Lake; geese
crying farewell to the river
as they flew south; evening falling
as if mountain tops upt up... (Read full poem)

25. Mirage - written by Christina Rossetti
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The hope I dreamed of was a dream,
Was but a dream; and now I wake,
Exceeding comfortless, and worn, and old,
For a dream's sake.

I hang my harp upon a tree,
A weeping willow in a lake;
I hang my silent harp there, wrung and snapped
For a... (Read full poem)