A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Poems about appears (51 Poems)
On the Funeral of Charles the First (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
The castle clock had tolled midnight: With mattock and with spade, And silent, by the torches' light, His corse in ...
Legend of the Albino Farm (Erin Belieu Poem)
Omaha, Nebraska They do not sleep nights but stand between rows of glowing corn and cabbages grown on acres past ...
Call Me Away (Anne Bronte Poem)
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Pilate’s Wife’s Dream (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
In Reference to Her Children (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
I had eight birds hatched in one nest, Four cocks there were, and hens the rest. I nursed them up ...
Part 8 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Part 4 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
Dam?tas (Lord Byron Poem)
In law an infant, and in years a boy, In mind a slave to every vicious joy; From every sense ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
When Coldness Wraps This Suffering Clay (Lord Byron Poem)
When coldness wraps this suffering clay, Ah! whither strays the immortal mind? It cannot die, it cannot stay, But leaves ...
To A Beautiful Quaker (Lord Byron Poem)
Sweet girl! though only once we met, That meeting I shall ne'er forget; And though we ne'er may meet again, ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
To Romance (Lord Byron Poem)
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! Auspicious Queen of childish joys, Who lead'st along, in airy dance, Thy votive train of ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Stanzas For Music: There’s Not A Joy The World Can Give (Lord Byron Poems)
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away When the glow of early thought declines ...
Dream Song 63: Bats have no bankers and they do not drink (John Berryman Poem)
Bats have no bankers and they do not drink and cannot be arrested and pay no tax and, in general, ...
Benediction (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
A Light Woman (Robert Browning Poem)
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
Meeting At Night (Robert Browning Poem)
The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves ...
247. Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald of Auchencruive (Robert Burns Poem)
DWELLER in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation! mark, Who in widow-weeds appears, Laden with unhonour'd years, Noosing with care ...
83. The Cotter’s Saturday Night (Robert Burns Poems)
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
Cape Breton (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their ...
Anaphora (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
In memory of Marjorie Carr Stevens Each day with so much ceremony begins, with birds, with bells, with whistles from ...