The Improvisatore (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Poems about begins (51 Poems)
Reason (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
... Finally, what is Reason ? You have often asked me ; and this is my answer :-- Whene'er the ...
The Nightingale (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
Heritage (Countee Cullen Poem)
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO II ( Hys Fyve Rules ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said, "I'm setting you a riddle - Is - if your Victim be ...
Little Birds (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters ...
A Game of Fives (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Five little girls, of Five, Four, Three, Two, One: Rolling on the hearthrug, full of tricks and fun. Five rosy ...
Nightclub (Billy Collins Poem)
You are so beautiful and I am a fool to be in love with you is a theme that keeps ...
Forgetfulness (Billy Collins Poem)
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, ...
THE HUDSON (Luis Benitez Poem)
O! Und dann wieder dies Bei-sich-selbst-Sein! Diese Stummheiten! Dies Getriebenwerden! .................................................................................. O! And then to be with -our -very -selves! ...
I SEE A WOMAN MAKING UP (Luis Benitez Poem)
I see a woman any woman making up and change first she is thinking of something else (because when a ...
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 ...
Stay (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
Now the journey is ending, the wind is losing heart. Into your hands it's falling, a rickety house of cards. ...
Overheard Through The Walls Of The Invisible City (Frank Bidart Poem)
. . . telling those who swarm around him his desire is that an appendage from each of them fill, ...
Last Lines (Anne Bronte Poem)
Jan 7th A dreadful darkness closes in On my bewildered mind; O let me suffer and not sin, Be tortured ...
Alexander And Zenobia (Anne Bronte Poem)
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
Winter Nightfall (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
The day begins to droop,-- Its course is done: But nothing tells the place Of the setting sun. The hazy ...
To the Muse (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
In your hidden memories There are fatal tidings of doom... A curse on sacred traditions, A desecration of happiness; And ...
Prisoner, The – (A Fragment) (Emily Bronte Poem)
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
The Prisoner (Emily Bronte Poem)
Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear Year after year in gloom and desolate despair; A ...
1991-I (Wendell Berry Poem)
The year begins with war. Our bombs fall day and night, Hour after hour, by death Abroad appeasing wrath, Folly, ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
It’s Raining In Love (Richard Brautigan Poems)
I don't know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot. It ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Sonnet 96 (John Berryman Poem)
It will seem strange, no more this range on range Of opening hopes and happenings. Strange to be One's name ...
Dream Song 38: The Russian grin bellows his condolence (John Berryman Poem)
The Russian grin bellows his condolence tó the family: ah but it's Kay, & Ted, & Chris & Anne, Henry ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...