Lines Addressed From London, To Sara And S.T.C. At Bristol, In The Summer Of 1796 (Charles Lamb Poems)
Was it so hard a thing? I did but askA fleeting holiday, a little week.What if the jaded steer who ...
Poems about churlish (21 Poems)
Alma Mater (Amy Levy Poems)
A haunted town thou art to me.— Andrew LangTo-day in Florence all the airIs soft with spring, with sunlight fair;In ...
Little Girl (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
WHAT'S a book, compared to you,Little girl?There's no story half so true,Little girl;Come now, clamber on my knee,You bring more ...
The Snow Storm (Ethelwyn Wetherald Poems)
The Great soft downy snow storm like a cloak Descends to wrap the lean world head to feet; It gives ...
Wallflowers (Dorothy Una Ratcliffe Poems)
WALLFLOWERS i' my border!At t' hour when blackies singTheir sweetest sangs, what is therNor ye mair comfortin'?Menseful ye are an' ...
It Isn’t Costly (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Does the grouch get richer quicker than the friendly sort of man?Can the grumbler labor better than the cheerful fellow ...
February (Arthur Christopher Benson Poems)
February, bitter February,Month of hope withheld and promise vain,Drenching, under fickle smiles, the unwaryEarth with devastating rain.Ere the limes with ...
Sonnet L: “This is the perfect crown of all things here!” (George Henry Boker Poems)
LThis is the perfect crown of all things here! So proud am I, in my own self-esteem, I touch myself ...
Sonnet CXIX: “If history, that feeds upon the past” (George Henry Boker Poems)
CXIXIf history, that feeds upon the past, Reserve some corner of respect for me, Where for a while the gaping ...
On the Birth-Day of Queen Katherine (Anne Killigrew Poem)
WHile yet it was the Empire of the Night, And Stars still check'r'd Darkness with their Light, From Temples round ...
Mother Mind (Julia Ward Howe Poem)
I never made a poem, dear friend-- I never sat me down, and said, This cunning brain and patient hand ...
Time of Roses (Thomas Hood Poem)
It was not in the Winter Our loving lot was cast; It was the time of roses- We pluck'd them ...
Pan liveth (Eugene Field Poem)
They told me once that Pan was dead, And so, in sooth, I thought him; For vainly where the streamlets ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
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 ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
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 ...
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 ...
Elegy to the Memory of Werter (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
"With female Fairies will thy tomb be haunted "And worms will not come to thee." SHAKSPERE. WHEN from Day's closing ...
Menses (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
(He speaks, but to himself, being aware how it is with her) Think not I have not heard. Well-fanged the ...
The Jacquerie A Fragment (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...