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The term "sara cynthia sylvia stout" has been searched for 36 times before on Poetry Connection. The first time was on May 10th, 2005.
1. 334. SongFragmentDamon and Sylvia - written by Robert Burns
From Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 1909–14..
Published in 1791.
Read 616 times on Poetry Connection.
YON wandering rill that marks the hill,
And glances oer the brae, Sir,
Slides by a bower, where mony a flower
Sheds fragrance on the day, Sir;
There Damon lay, with Sylvia gay,
To love they thought no crime, Sir,
The wild birds sang, the... (Read full poem)
2. Song (Sylvia The Fair, In The Bloom Of Fifteen) - written by John Dryden
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Sylvia the fair, in the bloom of fifteen,
Felt an innocent warmth as she lay on the green:
She had heard of a pleasure, and something she guessed
By the towsing and tumbling and touching her breast:
She saw the men eager, but was at a loss
What they... (Read full poem)
3. Size and Tears - written by Lewis Carroll
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When on the sandy shore I sit,
Beside the salt sea-wave,
And fall into a weeping fit
Because I dare not shave -
A little whisper at my ear
Enquires the reason of my fear.
I answer "If that ruffian Jones
Should recognise me here,
He'd... (Read full poem)
4. FROM AN ALBUM OF 1604. - written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
From The Poems.
Published in 1853.
Read 483 times on Poetry Connection.
HOPE provides wings to thought, and love to hope.
Rise up to Cynthia, love, when night is clearest,
And say, that as on high her figure changeth,
So, upon earth, my joy decays and grows.
And whisper in her ear with modest softness,
How doubt... (Read full poem)
6. Bridal Song - written by John Fletcher
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CYNTHIA, to thy power and thee
We obey.
Joy to this great company!
And no day
Come to steal this night away
Till the rites of love are ended,
And the lusty bridegroom say,
Welcome, light, of all befriended!
Pace out, you watery... (Read full poem)
7. Teddy Bear - written by A.A. Milne
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A bear, however hard he tries,
Grows tubby without exercise.
Our Teddy Bear is short and fat,
Which is not to be wondered at;
He gets what exercise he can
By falling off the ottoman,
But generally seems to lack
The energy to clamber... (Read full poem)
8. Lines - written by Samuel Coleridge
Published in 1795.
Read 458 times on Poetry Connection.
With many a pause and oft reverted eye
I climb the Coomb's ascent: sweet songsters near
Warble in shade their wild-wood melody:
Far off the unvarying Cuckoo soothes my ear.
Up scour the startling stragglers of the flock
That on green plots... (Read full poem)
9. To My Brother George - written by John Keats
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Many the wonders I this day have seen:
The sun, when first he kissed away the tears
That filled the eyes of Morn;—the laurelled peers
Who from the feathery gold of evening lean;—
The ocean with its vastness, its blue green,
Its ships,... (Read full poem)
10. Brockley Coomb - written by Samuel Coleridge
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Lines composed while climbing the left ascent of Brockley Coomb, May 1795
With many a pause and oft reverted eye
I climb the Coomb's ascent: sweet songsters near
Warble in shade their wild-wood melody:
Far off the unvarying Cuckoo soothes my... (Read full poem)
11. Poem 92 - written by Edmund Spenser
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VPon a day as loue lay sweetly slumbring,
all in his mothers lap:
A gentle Bee with his loud trumpet murm'ring,
about him flew by hap.
Whereof when he was wakened with the noyse,
and saw the beast so small:
Whats this (quoth he) that giues so... (Read full poem)
12. Queen and Huntress - written by Ben Jonson
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Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,
Now the sun is laid to sleep,
Seated in thy silver chair
State in wonted manner keep:
Hesperus entreats thy light,
Goddess excellently bright.
Earth, let not thy envious shade
Dare itself to... (Read full poem)
13. To the Nightingale - written by Samuel Coleridge
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Sister of love-lorn Poets, Philomel!
How many Bards in city garret pent,
While at their window they with downward eye
Mark the faint lamp-beam on the kennell'd mud,
And listen to the drowsy cry of Watchmen
(Those hoarse unfeather'd... (Read full poem)
15. Answer To A Sonnet By J.H.Reynolds - written by John Keats
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"Dark eyes are dearer far
Than those that mock the hyacinthine bell."
Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven,—the domain
Of Cynthia,—the wide palace of the sun,—
The tent of Hesperus, and all his train,—
The bosomer of clouds,... (Read full poem)
16. Addressed To Haydon - written by John Keats
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High-mindedness, a jealousy for good,
A loving-kindness for the great man's fame,
Dwells here and there with people of no name,
In noisome alley, and in pathless wood:
And where we think the truth least understood,
Oft may be found a "singleness of... (Read full poem)
17. Things - written by Lisel Mueller
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What happened is, we grew lonely
living among the things,
so we gave the clock a face,
the chair a back,
the table four stout legs
which will never suffer fatigue.
We fitted our shoes with tongues
as smooth as our own
and hung tongues inside... (Read full poem)
18. On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer - written by John Keats
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Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,
And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide expanse had I been told
That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as... (Read full poem)
19. The Seed - written by Robert William Service
From Rhymes for My Rags.
Read 667 times on Poetry Connection.
I was a seed that fell
In silver dew;
And nobody could tell,
For no one knew;
No one could tell my fate,
As I grew tall;
None visioned me with hate,
No, none at all.
A sapling I became,
Blest by the... (Read full poem)
20. The Dead-Beat - written by Wilfred Owen
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He dropped, -- more sullenly than wearily,
Lay stupid like a cod, heavy like meat,
And none of us could kick him to his feet;
Just blinked at my revolver, blearily;
-- Didn't appear to know a war was on,
Or see the blasted trench at which he... (Read full poem)
21. In Modern Dress - written by Craig Raine
Published in 1984.
Read 415 times on Poetry Connection.
A pair of blackbirds
warring in the roses,
one or two poppies
losing their heads,
the trampled lawn
a battlefield of dolls.
Branch by pruned branch,
a child has climbed
the family tree
to queen it over us:
we groundlings search
the flowering... (Read full poem)
22. National Trust - written by Tony Harrison
Read 827 times on Poetry Connection.
Bottomless pits. There's on in Castleton,
and stout upholders of our law and order
one day thought its depth worth wagering on
and borrowed a convict hush-hush from his warder
and winched him down; and back, flayed, grey, mad, dumb.
Not even... (Read full poem)
23. Agnostic Apology - written by Robert William Service
From Songs of a Sun-Lover.
Read 832 times on Poetry Connection.
I am a stout materialist;
With abstract terms I can't agree,
And so I've made a little list
Of words that don't make sense to me.
To fool my reason I refuse,
For honest thinking is my goal;
And that is why I rarely use
Vague words like... (Read full poem)
24. 491. SongLassie wi the Lint-white Locks - written by Robert Burns
From Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 1909–14..
Published in 1794.
Read 522 times on Poetry Connection.
Chorus.Lassie withe lint-white locks,
Bonie lassie, artless lassie,
Wilt thou wi me tent the flocks,
Wilt thou be my Dearie, O?
NOW Nature cleeds the flowery lea,
And a is young and sweet like thee,
O wilt thou share... (Read full poem)
25. Lausanne, In Gibbon's Old Garden: 11-12 p.m. - written by Thomas Hardy
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(The 110th anniversary of the completion of the "Decline and Fall" at the same hour and place)
A spirit seems to pass,
Formal in pose, but grave and grand withal:
He contemplates a volume stout and tall,
And far lamps fleck him... (Read full poem)
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