One Day And Another: A Lyrical Eclogue – Part IV (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.-- Should we not envy such? They are Earth's happiest, God-loved and favored much!-- They who die young ...
Poems about morning-glory (17 Poems)
Bouche-Migno (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
BOUCHE-MIGNONNE lived in the mill, Past the vineyards shady,Where the sun shone on a rill Jewelled like a lady.Proud the stream with ...
The Jessamine And The Morning-Glory (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
I. On a sheet of silver the morning-star lay Fresh, white as a baby child, And laughed and leaped in his lissome way, On ...
The Morning-Glory (Maria White Lowell Poems)
We wreathed about our darling's head The morning-glory bright;Her little face looked out beneath So full of life and light,So lit as ...
Opportunity (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
The morning-glory, wet with the night rain,Swinging its sapphire bells against the pane,Chimes: 'Wake! The day is here!Wake, dreamer, to ...
Only Morning-Glor (Hilda Conkling Poems)
Under the vine I saw one morning-gloryA tight unfolding budHalf out.He looked hard down into my lettuce-bed.He was thinking hard.He ...
Aurora (John Russell Hayes Poems)
When the rising sun is tinting All the sky with opal hue,Comes the sweet Aurora tripping For her morning draught of dew.There ...
Bindlestiff (Edwin Ford Piper Poems)
Oh, the lives of men, lives of men, In pattern-molds be run; But there's you, and me, and Bindlestiff- And ...
In Spite Of War (Angela Morgan Poems)
In spite of war, in spite of death,In spite of all man's sufferings,Something within me laughs and singsAnd I must ...
A Summer Morning Picture (Elizabeth Oakes Smith Poems)
The Sabbath morning from the night awoke All sunshine crowned: rough men disdaining toil Had cleared their brows from work-day's ...
Pleasures (Denise Levertov Poem)
I like to find what's not found at once, but lies within something of another nature, in repose, distinct. Gull ...
The Death of the Hired Man (Robert Frost Poem)
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
The Fury Of Guitars And Sopranos (Anne Sexton Poems)
This singing is a kind of dying, a kind of birth, a votive candle. I have a dream-mother who sings ...
The Three Bares (Robert William Service Poems)
Ma tried to wash her garden slacks but couldn't get 'em clean And so she thought she'd soak 'em in ...
The Rhyme Of The Remittance Man (Robert William Service Poems)
There's a four-pronged buck a-swinging in the shadow of my cabin, And it roamed the velvet valley till to-day; But ...
My Rocking-Chair (Robert William Service Poems)
When I am old and worse for wear I want to buy a rocking-chair, And set it on a porch ...
The Tree of Laughing Bells (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
How the Wings Were Made From many morning-glories That in an hour will fade, From many ...