Dream Song 117: Disturbed, when Henry’s love returned with a hubby (John Berryman Poems)
Disturbed, when Henry's love returned with a hubby,â?" I see that, Henry, I don't put that down,â?" he thought he ...
Poems about point (51 Poems)
Dtatue And The Bust, The (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Une Charogne (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
Rappelez-vous l'objet que nous vîmes, mon âme, Ce beau matin d'été si doux : Au détour d'un sentier une charogne ...
An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar (Robert Browning Poem)
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
The Statue and the Bust (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Abt Vogler (Robert Browning Poem)
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
Nationality In Drinks (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
Garden Francies (Robert Browning Poem)
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
From ‘Pauline’ (Robert Browning Poems)
O God, where does this tend-these struggling aims? What would I have? What is this 'sleep', which seems To bound ...
From ‘Paracelsus’ (Robert Browning Poems)
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
Holy-Cross Day (Robert Browning Poem)
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
By The Fire-Side (Robert Browning Poem)
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
Andrea del Sarto (Robert Browning Poem)
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
A Lovers’ Quarrel (Robert Browning Poems)
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
The Bishop Orders His Tomb At Saint Praxed’s Church (Robert Browning Poems)
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
176. On the Death of John M’Leod, Esq. (Robert Burns Poems)
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
249. Sappho Redivivus: A Fragment (Robert Burns Poem)
BY all I lov'd, neglected and forgot, No friendly face e'er lights my squalid cot; Shunn'd, hated, wrong'd, unpitied, unredrest, ...
The Monument (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
The Man-Moth (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for "mammoth." Here, above, cracks in the buldings are filled with battered moonlight. The whole shadow of ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 01: The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea. The walls and towers are warmed and gleam. Sounds go ...
Adieu to Belshanny (William Allingham Poem)
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
From “Vashti” (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
WHAT thing shall be held up to woman's beauty? Where are the bounds of it? Yea, what is all The ...
Inferno Canto 01 (Dante Alighieri Poem)
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Still (A. R. Ammons Poem)
I said I will find what is lowly and put the roots of my identity down there: each day I'll ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Syringa (John Ashbery Poem)
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...