Four Riddles (Lewis Carroll Poem)
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
Poems about frozen (51 Poems)
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 ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Guilt (John Betjeman Poem)
The clock is frozen in the tower, The thickening fog with sooty smell Has blanketed the motor power Which turns ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
A Reminiscence (Anne Bronte Poem)
YES, thou art gone ! and never more Thy sunny smile shall gladden me ; But I may pass the ...
The Twelve (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
III Our sons have gone to serve the Reds to serve the Reds to risk their heads! O bitter,bitter pain, ...
Tsushima Screen (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
The perilous yellow sun follows with its slant eyes masts of the shuddered grove steaming up to capsize in the ...
Preference (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
Presentiment (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
The Wood (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
The Visionary (Emily Bronte Poem)
Silent is the house: all are laid asleep: One alone looks out o'er the snow-wreaths deep, Watching every cloud, dreading ...
Honour’s Martyr (Emily Bronte Poems)
The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright, With leaves ...
Blue Bell, The (Emily Bronte Poem)
The blue bell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe ...
A Day Dream (Emily Bronte Poem)
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
November (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun! One mellow smile through the soft vapoury air, Ere, o'er the frozen earth, ...
June (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
I gazed upon the glorious sky And the green mountains round, And thought that when I came to lie At ...
Dining-Room Tea (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When you were there, and you, and you, Happiness crowned the night; I too, Laughing and looking, one of all, ...
The Quality of Courage (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Stanzas For Music: There’s Not A Joy The World Can Give (Lord Byron Poems)
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away When the glow of early thought declines ...
Dream Song 132: A Small Dream (John Berryman Poem)
A Small Dream It was only a small dream of the Golden World, now you trot off to bed. I'll ...
Sonnet 117 – All we were going strong (John Berryman Poem)
All we were going strong last night this time, the mots were flying & the frozen daiquiris were downing, supine ...
Dream Song 16: Henry’s pelt was put on sundry walls (John Berryman Poems)
Henry's pelt was put on sundry walls where it did much resemble Henry and them persons was delighted. Especially his ...
Sonnet 115 – All we were going strong last night this time (John Berryman Poem)
All we were going strong last night this time, the mosts were flying & the frozen daiquiris were downing, supine ...
546. Song-Jockie’s taen the parting Kiss (Robert Burns Poems)
JOCKEY'S taen the parting kiss, O'er the mountains he is gane, And with him is a' my bliss, Nought but ...
206. Song-Clarina, Mistress of my Soul (Robert Burns Poem)
CLARINDA, mistres of my soul, The measur'd time is run! The wretch beneath the dreary pole So marks his latest ...
First Death In Nova Scotia (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
In the cold, cold parlor my mother laid out Arthur beneath the chromographs: Edward, Prince of Wales, with Princess Alexandra, ...
The Weed (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
I dreamed that dead, and meditating, I lay upon a grave, or bed, (at least, some cold and close-built bower). ...