A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744) , the greatest English poet of “Augustan” or Georgian period
With no poetic ardour fir’d
I press the bed where Wilmot lay;
That here he lov’d, or here expir’d,
Begets no numbers grave or gay.
Beneath thy roof, Argyle, are bred
Such thoughts as prompt the brave to lie
Stretch’d out in honour’s nobler bed,
Beneath a nobler roof – the sky.
Such flames as high in patriots burn,
Yet stoop to bless a child or wife;
And such as wicked kings may mourn,
When freedom is more dear than life.
A few random poems:
- Sitting atop the mountain hill by Swami Aaron Thomas
- The Eclipsed Past by Tholana Ashok Chakravarthy
- Владимир Маяковский – Общее руководство для начинающих подхалим
- A Grace after Dinner by Robert Burns
- Iva’s Pantoum by Marilyn Hacker
- Вера Павлова – О чем
- Robert Burns: The Slave’s Lament:
- Waldenses by William Wordsworth
- O Living Always—Always Dying. by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Британишский – От низменного к неземному
- Black Stone On Top Of Nothing by Philip Levine
- Listening poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Fragment From Aeschylus
- Olney Hymn 39: The Valley Of The Shadow Of Death by William Cowper
- The Lamentation of David Over Saul and Jonathan by William Somervile
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Alexander Pope (1688 – 1744) was a a post-Restoration English poet and satirist. He is a poet of the (British) Augustan period and one of its greatest artistic exponents.