My Study (Henry Kirke White Poems)
You bid me, Ned, describe the placeWhere I, one of the rhyming race,Pursue my studies con amore,And wanton with the ...
Poems about a-building (5 Poems)
The Little Irish Mother (John O Brien Poems)
Have you seen the tidy cottage in the straggling, dusty street,Where the roses swing their censers by the door?Have you ...
Fruitionless (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
AH! little flower, upspringing, azure-eyed, The meadow-brook beside, Dropping delicious balms Into the tender palmsOf lover-winds, that woo with light caress, In still ...
The Figurehead (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
In the days when every seaport had its figureheads to show —Queens, princesses, sea-nymphs, witches, girls of all sorts, row ...
Summer (John Clare Poem)
Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come, For the woods are full of bluebells and the ...