Apple-Pie and Cheese (Eugene Field Poem)
Full many a sinful notion Conceived of foreign powers Has come across the ocean To harm this land of ours; ...
Poems about cheat (49 Poems)
To Promise Is One Thing To Keep It, Another (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
JOHN courts Perrette; but all in vain; Love's sweetest oaths, and tears, and sighs All potent spells her heart to ...
The Magic Cup (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
The Magnificent (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOME wit, handsome form and gen'rous mind; A triple engine prove in love we find; By these the strongest fortresses ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
The Shepherd And The Calm (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Soothing his Passions with a warb'ling Sound, A Shepherd-Swain lay stretch'd upon the Ground; Whilst all were mov'd, who their ...
The Spleen (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
For the Better (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Quack, to no true Skill in Physick bred, With frequent Visits cursed his Patient's Bed; Enquiring, how he did ...
An EPISTLE From A Gentleman To Madam Deshouliers (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
URANIA, whom the Town admires, Whose Wit and Beauty share our Praise; This fair URANIA who inspires A thousand Joys ...
Each And All (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
Sonnet LII: What? Dost Thou Mean (Michael Drayton Poem)
What? Dost thou mean to cheat me of my heart? To take all mine and give me none again? Or ...
Seeking Beauty (William Henry Davies Poem)
Cold winds can never freeze, nor thunder sour The cup of cheer that Beauty draws for me Out of those ...
Rich Days (William Henry Davies Poem)
Welcome to you rich Autumn days, Ere comes the cold, leaf-picking wind; When golden stocks are seen in fields, All ...
Your Hay It Is Mow’d, And Your Corn Is Reap’d (John Dryden Poems)
(Comus.) Your hay it is mow'd, and your corn is reap'd; Your barns will be full, and your hovels heap'd: ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
My first well Day — since many ill — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
My first well Day -- since many ill -- I asked to go abroad, And take the Sunshine in my ...
Delight is as the flight (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Delight is as the flight -- Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say -- The Rainbow's ...
All these my banners be. (Emily Dickinson Poem)
All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May -- It rises train by train -- Then sleeps ...
These are the days when Birds come back (Emily Dickinson Poem)
These are the days when Birds come back -- A very few -- a Bird or two -- To take ...
Your Voices Joined Is All It Takes (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
An Elegy upon the Death of the Dean of St. Paul’s, Dr. John (Thomas Carew Poems)
Can we not force from widow'd poetry, Now thou art dead (great Donne) one elegy To crown thy hearse? Why ...
The Last Decalogue (Arthur Hugh Clough Poem)
Thou shalt have one God only;-who Would be at the expense of two? No graven images may be Worshipped, except ...
The Reeve’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
Fears In Solitude (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
To A Fallen Elm (John Clare Poem)
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
Summer Evening (John Clare Poem)
The frog half fearful jumps across the path, And little mouse that leaves its hole at eve Nimbles with timid ...
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! ...
Bereavement (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Whose was that gentle voice, that, whispering sweet, Promised methought long days of bliss sincere! Soothing it stole on my ...