A Song of the White Men (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
1899 Now, this is the cup the White Men drink When they go to right a wrong, And that is ...
Poems about dregs (31 Poems)
The Deer Lay Down Their Bones (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I followed the narrow cliffside trail half way up the mountain Above the deep river-canyon. There was a little cataract ...
The Sinner (George Herbert Poem)
Lord, how I am all ague, when I seek What I have treasur'd in my memory! Since, if my soul ...
The Darkling Thrush (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I leant upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-gray, And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day. ...
VANITAS! VANITATUM VANITAS! (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
MY trust in nothing now is placed, Hurrah! So in the world true joy I taste, Hurrah! Then he who ...
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, ...
A World made penniless by that departure (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A World made penniless by that departure Of minor fabrics begs But sustenance is of the spirit The Gods but ...
February (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Vacant Lot With Pokeweed (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Tufts, follicles, grubstake biennial rosettes, a low- life beach-blond scruff of couch grass: notwithstanding the interglinting dregs of wholesale upheaval ...
The Task: Book I, The Sofa (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
Thou know'st my praise of nature most sincere, And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of ...
The Sea (Lewis Carroll Poem)
There are certain things -a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three - That I hate, but ...
A Sea Dirge (Lewis Carroll Poem)
There are certain things--as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three-- That I hate, but the ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
Passion (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SOME have won a wild delight, By daring wilder sorrow; Could I gain thy love to-night, I'd hazard death to-morrow. ...
A Dialogue between Old England and New (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
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 ...
Pan and Luna (Robert Browning Poem)
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
My Dreams, My Works, Must Wait Till After Hell (Gwendolyn Brooks Poems)
I hold my honey and I store my bread In little jars and cabinets of my will. I label clearly, ...
Giving Your Best (Poem)
It's the hand we clasp with an honest grasp That gives a hearty thrill; It's the good we pour into ...
An Essay On Criticism (Alexander Pope Poems)
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady (Alexander Pope Poems)
What beck'ning ghost, along the moon-light shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade? 'Tis she!--but why that bleeding ...
The Three Enemies (Christina Rossetti Poems)
THE FLESH "Sweet, thou art pale." "More pale to see, Christ hung upon the cruel tree And bore His Father's ...
Villonaud for This Yule (Ezra Pound Poems)
Towards the Noel that morte saison (Christ make the shepherds' homage dear!) Then when the grey wolves everychone Drink of ...
A Voice from the Town (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
I thought, in the days of the droving, Of steps I might hope to retrace, To be done with the ...
The Show (Wilfred Owen Poems)
My soul looked down from a vague height with Death, As unremembering how I rose or why, And saw a ...
Cows (Paul Muldoon Poems)
Even as we speak, there's a smoker's cough from behind the whitethorn hedge: we stop dead in our tracks; a ...
Love’s Prayer (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
Beloved, this the heart I offer thee Is purified from old idolatry, From outworn hopes, and from the lingering stain ...
Lucius Atherton (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
When my moustache curled, And my hair was black, And I wore tight trousers And a diamond stud, I was ...
The Death of Cromwell (Andrew Marvell Poems)
A Poem upon the Death of His Late Highness the Lord Protector That Providence which had so long the care ...