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PENGUIN CLASSICS
PENGUIN’S POEMS FOR LIFE
LAURA BARBER is former editorial director for Penguin Classics and now publishes contemporary literature. She also selected and introduced Penguin’s Poems for Love and Penguin’s Poems by Heart.
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First published 2007
Published in paperback in Penguin Classics 2008
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Contents
Preface
A Note on the Poems
Birth and Beginnings
Sylvia Plath: Morning Song
William Blake: Infant Sorrow
Walter de la Mare: The Birthnight: To F.
Thomas Traherne: The Salutation
Anne Stevenson: The Spirit is too Blunt an Instrument
Alfred, Lord Tennyson: ‘Little bosom not yet cold’
E. E. Cummings: ‘from spiralling ecstatically this’
Anonymous: The Creation, from the Chester Cycle of the Mystery Plays
W. S. Merwin: Just This
Thomas Dekker: ‘Golden slumbers kiss your eyes’, from Pleasant Comedy of Patient Grissil, IV, ii
Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Frost at Midnight
Walt Whitman: A Noiseless Patient Spider
Sylvia Plath: You’re
Percy Bysshe Shelley: To Ianthe
Thomas Hardy: Heredity
Ambrose Philips: To Miss Charlotte Pulteney, in her mother’s arms
Chinua Achebe: Generation Gap
Elizabeth Barrett Browning: ‘There he lay upon his back’, from Aurora Leigh, Sixth Book
Gerard Manley Hopkins: Spring
William Blake: ‘The Angel that presided o’er my birth’
Childhood and Childish Things
Henry Vaughan: The Retreat
William Wordsworth: Ode (Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood)
R. S. Thomas: Children’s Song
Ted Hughes: Full Moon and Little Frieda
Robert Louis Stevenson: Escape at Bedtime
Eugene Field: Dutch Lullaby
Walt Whitman: There Was a Child Went Forth
Anonymous: ‘What are little boys made of?’
Anonymous: ‘There was a little girl, who had a little curl’
Lewis Carroll: Jabberwocky, from Alice Through the Looking-Glass
Thomas More: Childhood
A. A. Milne: The End
Winthrop Mackworth Praed: Childhood and His Visitors
Derek Mahon: Jardin du Luxembourg
William Barnes: Children
Spike Milligan: My Sister Laura
Louis Untermeyer: Portrait of a Child
George Eliot: from Brother and Sister: I
Olivia McCannon: Probability
Seamus Heaney: The Railway Children
Judith Wright: Legend
Frances Cornford: Childhood
Robert Graves: Warning to Children
Felicia Dorothea Hemans: Casablanca
Gerard Manley Hopkins: Spring and Fall (to a young child)
William Blake: The School Boy
John Clare: Schoolboys in Winter
Thomas Gray: Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College
Gwen Harwood: Father and Child: I. Barn Owl
Alexander Pope: ‘A little learning is a dang’rous thing’, from An Essay on Criticism
Edwin Muir: Childhood
Hugo Williams: Scratches
Patience Agbabi: North(west)ern
Carol Ann Duffy: In Mrs Tilscher’s Class
Growing Up and First Impressions
C. Day Lewis: Walking Away
William Barnes: Sister Gone
Andrew Young: Field-Glasses
Rudyard Kipling: If
Lewis Carroll: Rules and Regulations
Samuel Johnson: A Short Song of Congratulation
Lemn Sissay: Going Places
William Shakespeare: ‘To be, or not to be – that is the question’, from Hamlet, III, i
Robert Frost: The Road Not Taken
Thomas Hardy: ‘When I set out for Lyonnesse’
John Keats: On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer
William Wordsworth: ‘O pleasant exercise of hope and joy!’, from The Prelude, Book XI (1850)
Ebenezer Jones: High Summer
Robert Wever: In Youth is Pleasure
Robert Herrick: To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
Geoffrey Chaucer: ‘Withinne the temple he wente hym forth pleyinge’, from Troilus and Criseyde, Book I
John Clare: First Love
Robert Graves: Love Without Hope
Elizabeth Daryush: Still-life
Aphra Behn: ‘When Maidens are young and in their Spring’, from The Emperor of the Moon, II, v
Charles Turner: A Country Dance
Kirsty Gunn: Mataatua
George Gordon, Lord Byron: ‘Young Juan wandered by the glassy brooks’, from Don Juan, Canto I: XC–XCIII
Adrian Mitchell: A Puppy Called Puberty
Sasha Dugdale: First Love
Togara Muzanenhamo: Smoke
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman: ‘An upper chamber in a darkened house’
Christopher Marlowe: ‘By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted’, from Hero and Leander, Sestiad II
Andrew Marvell: To His Coy Mistress
John Keats: ‘They told her how, upon St Agnes’ Eve’, from The Eve of St Agnes: VI–IX, XXII–XXXVI
D. H. Lawrence: Green
E. E. Cummings: ‘i like my body when it is with your’
Christina G. Rossetti: A Birthday
Walt Whitman: We Two Boys together Clinging
A. E. Housman: ‘Loveliest of trees, the cherry now’, from A Shropshire Lad: II
Louis MacNeice: Apple Blossom
Making a Living and Making Love
Sir Henry Wotton: The Character of a Happy Life
B
en Jonson: ‘Come on, sir. Now you set your foot on shore’, from The Alchemist, II, i
John Davidson: Thirty Bob a Week
Theodore Roethke: Dolor
Thomas Hood: The Song of the Shirt
Linton Kwesi Johnson: More Time
Philip Larkin: Toads
William Wordsworth: ‘The world is too much with us; late and soon’
Carol Ann Duffy: Mrs Sisyphus
Derek Walcott: Ebb
Arthur Clough: ‘Say Not the Struggle Nought Availeth’
Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Work Without Hope
John Milton: ‘Now came still ev’ning on twilight grey’, from Paradise Lost, Book IV
W. H. Davies: Leisure
Louis MacNeice: Meeting Point
Richard Barnfield: ‘Sighing, and sadly sitting by my Love’
Ben Okri: I Held You in the Square
Thomas Moore: Did Not
Fleur Adcock: Against Coupling
Ogden Nash: Reflections on Ice-Breaking
Edmund Waller: To Phillis
Lady Mary Wortley Montagu: [A Summary of Lord Lyttleton’s ‘Advice to a lady’]
Kim Addonizio: For Desire
Robert Herrick: Delight in Disorder
Christopher Marlowe: Elegia V: Corinnae concubitus, from Ovid’s Elegies, Book I
Charles Simic: Crazy about Her Shrimp
Emily Dickinson: ‘Wild Nights – Wild Nights!’
John Donne: The Ecstasy
David Constantine: ‘As our Bloods Separate’
Alfred, Lord Tennyson: ‘Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white’, from The Princess
Arthur Symons: White Heliotrope
Robert Browning: Two in the Campagna
Lemn Sissay: Love Poem
Family Life, for Better, for Worse
Christopher Marlowe: The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
Edwin Muir: The Confirmation
John Betjeman: The Subaltern’s Love-song
William Blake: ‘Hail Matrimony, made of Love!’, from An Island in the Moon
Edmund Spenser: ‘Ye gentle Birds, the world’s fair ornament’, from Prothalamion
Edward Lear: The Owl and the Pussy-cat
Carmen Bugan: A house of stone
William Shakespeare: ‘Let me not to the marriage of true minds’, Sonnet 116
Sir Philip Sidney: ‘My true-love hath my hart, and I have his’, from The Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia
Carol Ann Duffy: White Writing
Dick Davis: Uxor Vivamus…
Abraham Cowley: The Wish
Philip Larkin: This Be The Verse
Adrian Mitchell: This Be the Worst
Maura Dooley: Freight
Mark Strand: ‘The Dreadful Has Already Happened’
William Wordsworth: ‘My heart leaps up when I behold’
Robert Burns: A Poet’s Welcome to his love-begotten Daughter; the first instance that entitled him to the venerable appellation of Father
Stephen Spender: To My Daughter
James Joyce: On the Beach at Fontana
Gwen Harwood: In the Park
Coventry Patmore: The Toys
Charles Lamb: Parental Recollections
Fleur Adcock: For a Five-year-old
Robin Robertson: New Gravity
Ben Jonson: On My First Son
Peggy Carr: Flight of the Firstborn
Anne Bradstreet: In Reference to Her Children, 23 June, 1659
William Carlos Williams: Dance Russe
Robert Louis Stevenson: ‘My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves’
Michael Ondaatje: The Strange Case
David Constantine: Don’t jump off the roof, Dad…
Robert Browning: Love in a Life
Robert Crawford: Home
Grace Nichols: Like a Beacon
A. K. Ramanujan: Self-Portrait
Robert Hayden: Those Winter Sundays
Dilip Chitre: Father Returning Home
Vincent Buckley: from Stroke, VII
Elizabeth Jennings: One Flesh
Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea: The Unequal Fetters
Charlotte Mew: The Farmer’s Bride
Geoffrey Chaucer: ‘Now sire, thanne wol I telle yow forth my tale’, from The Wife of Bath’s Prologue in The Canterbury Tales
William Shakespeare: ‘Too hot, too hot!’, from The Winter’s Tale, I, ii
George Gordon, Lord Byron: ‘’Tis melancholy and a fearful sign’, from Don Juan, Canto III: V–VIII
Ezra Pound: The Bath Tub
John Milton: ‘They sat them down to weep, nor only tears’, from Paradise Lost, Book IX
George Meredith: ‘At dinner she is hostess, I am host’, from Modern Love: XVII
Patience Agbabi: Accidentally Falling
Ernest Dowson: Non Sum Qualis Eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae
John Dryden: ‘Why should a foolish Marriage Vow’, from Marriage A-La-Mode, I, i
Michael Drayton: ‘Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part’
Sir Thomas Wyatt: ‘They flee from me, that sometime did me seek’
Nick Laird: To The Wife
D. H. Lawrence: Trust
William Shakespeare: ‘Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?’, Sonnet 18
Douglas Dunn: Modern Love
Seamus Heaney: The Skunk
Thom Gunn: The Hug
Anne Bradstreet: To My Dear and Loving Husband
George Crabbe: ‘The ring so worn, as you behold’
Dom Moraes: Future Plans
John Donne: Love’s Growth
Getting Older, Looking Back
Alison Fell: Pushing forty
John Keats: To Autumn
Andrew Marvell: The Garden
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman: ‘As when down some broad river dropping, we’
Matthew Arnold: Dover Beach
John Clare: ‘I Am’
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Mezzo Cammin
Philip Larkin: The Old Fools
Charles Simic: Grayheaded Schoolchildren
Robert Southey: The Old Man’s Comforts and How He Gained Them
Lewis Carroll: ‘ “You are old, Father William,” the young man said’, from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland
T. S. Eliot: The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
Ralph Waldo Emerson: Terminus
W. B. Yeats: Sailing to Byzantium
Carole Satyamurti: Day Trip
Jenny Joseph: Warning
Wole Soyinka: To My First White Hairs
Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Ulysses
Sir Henry Lee: ‘His Golden locks, Time hath to Silver turn’d’
John Milton: ‘When I consider how my light is spent’
George Herbert: The Forerunners
William Wordsworth: Old Man Travelling. Animal Tranquillity and Decay, A Sketch
James Henry: Very Old Man
Edward Thomas: Old Man
Matthew Arnold: Growing Old
Stephen Spender: ‘What I expected, was’
T. E. Hulme: The Embankment
Ernest Dowson: Vitae summa brevis spem nos vetat incohare longam
W. B. Yeats: When You are Old
Stevie Smith: Pad, pad
John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester: A Song of a Young Lady. To her Ancient Lover
Leigh Hunt: Rondeau
William Shakespeare: ‘That time of year thou mayst in me behold’, Sonnet 73
Robert Burns: John Anderson My Jo
George Gordon, Lord Byron: ‘So, we’ll go no more a roving’
Thomas Moore: ‘Oft, in the stilly night’
Edward Thomas: Adlestrop
Algernon Charles Swinburne: A Vision of Spring in Winter
Thomas Hood: I Remember, I Remember
D. H. Lawrence: Piano
William Shakespeare: ‘When to the sessions of sweet silent thought’, Sonnet 30
James Henry: ‘Another and another and another’
Intimations of Mortality<
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Mark Strand: A Morning
Edmund Blunden: The Midnight Skaters
Edna St Vincent Millay: Dirge Without Music
Dylan Thomas: Do not go gentle into that good night
Christopher Marlowe: ‘Ah, Faustus,/Now hast thou but one bare hour to live’, from Doctor Faustus, scene xiv
Wilfred Owen: Futility
Henry Vaughan: ‘They are all gone into the world of light!’
Walter Savage Landor: Age
Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Tithonus
Emily Dickinson: ‘Because I could not stop for Death’
Sir Walter Ralegh: A Farewell to Court
Thomas Campion: ‘Never weather-beaten Sail more willing bent to shore’
Alexander Pope: The Dying Christian to His Soul
John Donne: ‘Death be not proud, though some have called thee’
William Shakespeare: ‘Fear no more the heat o’ th’ sun’, from Cymbeline, IV, ii
Emily Brontë: ‘No coward soul is mine’
George Eliot: ‘O may I join the choir invisible’
Rupert Brooke: The Soldier
Julia Alvarez: Last Trees
Louis MacNeice: The Sunlight on the Garden
Thomas Hardy: Afterwards
Christina G. Rossetti: Remember
D. H. Lawrence: Bavarian Gentians
Caroline Oliphant, Baroness Nairne: The Land o’ the Leal
Katherine, Lady Dyer: [Epitaph on Sir William Dyer]
Charles Causley: Eden Rock
Edmund Waller: Of the Last Verses in the Book
Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Crossing the Bar
Alden Nowlan: This Is What I Wanted to Sign Off With
Walter Savage Landor: ‘Death stands above me, whispering low’
Raymond Carver: Late Fragment
Mourning and Monuments
W. H. Auden: Funeral Blues
Wilfred Owen: Anthem for Doomed Youth
Alfred, Lord Tennyson: ‘Dark house, by which once more I stand’, from In Memoriam A. H. H.: VII
Gerard Manley Hopkins: ‘No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief’
Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Grief
Ivor Gurney: To His Love
Douglas Dunn: The Kaleidoscope
Edna St Vincent Millay: ‘Time does not bring relief; you all have lied’
William Wordsworth: ‘Surprized by joy – impatient as the Wind’
Thomas Hardy: After a Journey
Anonymous: The Unquiet Grave
Emily Brontë: Remembrance
R. S. Thomas: Comparisons