Samuel Palmer prepares to etch ” The Lonely Tower “. (Ian Emberson Poem)
I must return to that valley of vision, gather again to me flocks, crescent moon and star; God - let ...
Poems about harvest (51 Poems)
When it was autumn in Eden (Ian Emberson Poem)
When it was autumn in Eden and chestnuts held golden leaves against dimming light , Eve touched her toes on ...
Françoise And The Fruit Farmer (James A. Emanuel Poem)
In town to sell his fruit, he saw her- Françoise in her summer slacks- turning to him, coming back to ...
The Absence (Paul Eluard Poem)
I speak to you across cities I speak to you across plains My mouth is upon your pillow Both faces ...
The Apology (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Think me not unkind and rude, That I walk alone in grove and glen; I go to the god of ...
Four Quartets 2: East Coker (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
Yvonne Of Brittany (Ernest Dowson Poem)
In your mother's apple-orchard, Just a year ago, last spring: Do you remember, Yvonne! The dear trees lavishing Rain of ...
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 ...
The White Bees (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
Sea-Gulls of Manhattan (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Children of the elemental mother, Born upon some lonely island shore Where the wrinkled ripples run and whisper, Where the ...
Peace (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
America’s Prosperity (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
They tell me thou art rich, my country: gold In glittering flood has poured into thy chest; Thy flocks and ...
The Sun Rising (John Donne Poem)
Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy ...
The Products of my Farm are these (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Products of my Farm are these Sufficient for my Own And here and there a Benefit Unto a Neighbor's ...
A Solemn thing within the Soul (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Solemn thing within the Soul To feel itself get ripe -- And golden hang -- while farther up -- ...
Veni Creator (Bliss Carman Poem)
I LORD of the grass and hill, Lord of the rain, White Overlord of will, Master of pain, I who ...
The Old Gray Wall (Bliss Carman Poem)
Time out of mind I have stood Fronting the frost and the sun, That the dream of the world might ...
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 Weeper (Richard Crashaw Poem)
HAIL, sister springs, Parents of silver-footed rills! Ever bubbling things, Thawing crystal, snowy hills! Still spending, never spent; I mean ...
Divine Epigrams: On the Miracle of the Multiplied Loaves (Richard Crashaw Poem)
See here an easy feast that knows no wound, That under hunger's teeth will needs be sound; A subtle harvest ...
The Sower (William Cowper Poem)
(Matthew, xiii.3) Ye sons of earth prepare the plough, Break up your fallow ground; The sower is gone forth to ...
To Emily Dickinson (Hart Crane Poem)
You who desired so much--in vain to ask-- Yet fed you hunger like an endless task, Dared dignify the labor, ...
Remembrances (John Clare Poem)
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
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 ...
The Last Laugh (John Betjeman Poem)
I made hay while the sun shone. My work sold. Now, if the harvest is over And the world cold, ...
Diary of a Church Mouse (John Betjeman Poem)
Here among long-discarded cassocks, Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks, Here where the vicar never looks I nibble through old ...
Legend of the Albino Farm (Erin Belieu Poem)
Omaha, Nebraska They do not sleep nights but stand between rows of glowing corn and cabbages grown on acres past ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...