I Take My Leave of You - Džore Držić

I do, my love, take leave of you, may God's good grace go with us both;
                I wish that you could only know by sobs and tears and grief,
                                                                                          my love!

The exile to the swallow - Archbishop Khorene Nar Bey de Lusignan

O swallow, swallow, was it thine,
This nest, all cold and drear,
That empty in this niche I found
When first I entered here?
At sight of it mine eyes o’erflowed
With bitter teardrops, born
Of the sad thought that my nest too
Lies empty and forlorn.

Brush-fire - Tchicaya U Tam’si

The fire the river that's to say
the sea to drink following the sand

Virgin of virgins - St Anselm

Virgin of virgins, Mary mild,
     Redemption's white and shining gate,
Salvation's portal undefiled,
     Help by thy prayers our lowly state.

Rome - Francisco de Quevedo

Amid these scenes, O pilgrim, seek’st thou Rome?
Vain is thy search,—the pomp of Rome is fled!

Cynthia Bathing - Johann Wilhelm Ludwig Gleim

From her fair limbs the last thin veil she drew,
  And naked stood in all her charms confess’d,

In the Trenches - Maurice Hewlett

As I lay in the trenches
Under the Hunter’s Moon,
My mind ran to the lenches
Cut in a Wiltshire down.

Splendid and Terrible - Seamus O'Sullivan

Splendid and terrible your love.
The searing pinions of its flight

The Conscript - George Cosbuc

I.
Down there in the prairie
Met two brothers from the army.
Said one brother to the other:
“Take this saddle from my horse
And strike me on the head!
What shall we two do at home?
Mother, father, both are dead;
The cattle have grown old in the stable—
Where the house stood, all is grass.”

Departure - W. Wilfred Campbell

Old house now ruined, wrecked and gray,
    Home once enshrined of love's delight
And all glad promise of the May,
    Now hushed in shades of wintry night:—