Birds Of Passage (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Black shadows fall From the lindens tall, That lift aloft their massive wall Against the southern sky; And from the ...
Poems about elms (31 Poems)
It is not Always May (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
No hay pajaros en los nidos de antano. Spanish Proverb The sun is bright,--the air is clear, The darting swallows ...
The Land (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, In the days of Diocletian owned our Lower River-field, He called to him ...
Letter (Victor Hugo Poem)
You can see it already: chalks and ochers; Country crossed with a thousand furrow-lines; Ground-level rooftops hidden by the shrubbery; ...
The Flaâneur (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
In a Wood (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Pale beech and pine-tree blue, Set in one clay, Bough to bough cannot you Bide out your day? When the ...
The Harvest Moon (Ted Hughes Poem)
The flame-red moon, the harvest moon, Rolls along the hills, gently bouncing, A vast balloon, Till it takes off, and ...
Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard (Thomas Gray Poem)
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods ...
Vertebrate (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Nothing so much as a beautiful exposed skeleton, standing tall, all erect so were the stately trees, going down the ...
Mary smith (Eugene Field Poem)
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith, There used to live a pretty girl whose name ...
From The First Act Of The Aminta Of Tasso (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
Low Tide on Grand Pré (Bliss Carman Poem)
The sun goes down, and over all These barren reaches by the tide Such unelusive glories fall, I almost dream ...
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 Lime-tree Bower my Prison [Addressed to Charles Lamb, o (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
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 ...
This Lime-Tree Bower, My Prison (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
Pan (Michael Burch Poem)
... Among the shadows of the groaning elms, amid the darkening oaks, we fled ourselves ... ... Once there were ...
Redolence (Michael Burch Poem)
Now darkness ponds upon the violet hills; cicadas sing; the tall elms gently sway; and night bends near, a deepening ...
Before an Examination (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
The little letters dance across the page, Flaunt and retire, and trick the tired eyes; Sick of the strain, the ...
My Country in Darkness (Eavan Boland Poem)
After the wolves and before the elms the bardic order ended in Ireland. Only a few remained to continue a ...
Poem (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
The Moose (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Nocturne Of Remembered Spring (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
Rugby Chapel (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
Baccalaureate (Archibald MacLeish Poems)
A year or two, and grey Euripides, And Horace and a Lydia or so, And Euclid and the brush of ...
Sad-Eyed and Soft and Grey (William Morris Poems)
Sad-Eyed and soft and grey thou art, o morn! Across the long grass of the marshy plain Thy west wind ...
Home From Abroad (Laurie Lee Poems)
Far-fetched with tales of other worlds and ways, My skin well-oiled with wines of the Levant, I set my face ...
To Jose Mar?a Palacio (Antonio Machado Poems)
Palacio, good friend, is spring there showing itself on branches of black poplars by the roads and river? On the ...
L’Allegro (John Milton Poems)
Hence, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights ...
M. Degas Teaches Art & Science At Durfee Intermediate School–Detroit, 1942 (Philip Levine Poems)
He made a line on the blackboard, one bold stroke from right to left diagonally downward and stood back to ...