ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2016-2017 competition.
Love not too much. But how,
When thou hast made me such,
And dost thy gifts bestow,...
Ah! why, because the dazzling sun
Restored my earth to joy
Have you departed, every one,...
Deep in a vale, a stranger now to arms,
Too poor to shine in courts, too proud to beg,
He, who once warred on Saratoga’s plains,...
“Oh where are you going with your love-locks flowing
On the west wind blowing along this valley track?”
“The downhill path is easy, come with me an it please ye, ...
“And if I did, what then?
Are you aggriev’d therefore?
The sea hath fish for every man, ...
I language want to dress my fancies in,
The hair's uncurled, the garment's loose and thin.
Had they but silver lace to make them gay,...
We have walked in Love's land a little way,
We have learnt his lesson a little while,
And shall we not part at the end of day,...
Side by side through the streets at midnight,
Through the tumultuous night of London,...
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight ...
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's ...
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