User:Ozgurgerilla/poetry

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 * Hence in a season of calm weather
 * Though inland far we be,
 * Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea
 * Which brought us hither,
 * Can in a moment travel thither,
 * And see the Children sport upon the shore,
 * And Hear the mightty waters rolling evermore.


 * William Wordsworth

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 * Slowly you will ascend these stairs,
 * A bundle of sun-colored leaves on your skirts,
 * And once you will look, crying, at the skies...


 * The waters blanch.. as your face pales curtain-like,
 * As evening comes—observe the reddened air...
 * Ahmet Haşim

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 * And I saw it was filled with graves,
 * And tomb-stones where flowers should be:
 * And Priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
 * And binding with briars my joys & desires.
 * William Blake

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 * Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
 * As to behold desert a beggar born,
 * And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
 * And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
 * And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd,
 * And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
 * And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd,
 * And strength by limping sway disabled
 * And art made tongue-tied by authority,
 * And folly, doctor-like, controlling skill,
 * And simple truth miscall'd simplicity,
 * And captive good attending captain ill:
 * Tir'd with all these, from these would I be gone,
 * Save that, to die, I leave my love alone.
 * William Shakespeare