Epitaph for Maria Wentworth (Thomas Carew Poem)
And here the precious dust is laid; Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine that it the guest betray'd. Else ...
Poems about precious (51 Poems)
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 ...
To Lord Hu (Li Ching Chao Poem)
We shall not ask for the precious pearl of the Duke of Sui, nor for the priceless jade disk of ...
Wishes To His (Supposed) Mistress (Richard Crashaw Poem)
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
The Hidden Life (William Cowper Poem)
To tell the Saviour all my wants, How pleasing is the task! Nor less to praise Him when He grants ...
Praise for the Fountain Opened (William Cowper Poem)
(Zecheriah, xiii.1) There is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose ...
Praise for Faith (William Cowper Poem)
Of all the gifts Thine hand bestows, Thou Giver of all good! Not heaven itself a richer knows Than my ...
To Delia: On Her Endeavouring To Conceal Her Grief At Parting (William Cowper Poem)
Ah! wherefore should my weeping maid suppress Those gentle signs of undissembled woe? When from soft love proceeds the deep ...
The Four Winds (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
The South wind said to the palms: My lovers sing me psalms; But are they as warm as those That ...
The Four Winds (Aleister Crowley Poem)
The South wind said to the palms: My lovers sing me psalms; But are they as warm as those That ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
The Improvisatore (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
To William Wordsworth (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
The Watch (Michael Burch Poem)
Moonlight spills down vacant sills, illuminates an empty bed. Dreams lie in crates. One hand creates wan silver circles, left ...
ABOUT LOVE FOR BARBARIANS (Luis Benitez Poem)
The opposite seeks the opposite and the drop of black grows within white until turning white into black and conversely ...
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 ...
To Kate. (In Lieu Of A Valentine) (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Sweet Love and I had oft communed; We were, indeed, great friends, And oft I sought his office, near Where ...
Judgment Day (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Saint Peter stood, at Heaven's gate, All souls claims to adjudicate Saying to some souls, "Enter in!" "Go to Hell," ...
Nothing is enough! (Laurence Binyon Poem)
No, though our all be spent-- Heart's extremest love, Spirit's whole intent, All that nerve can feel, All that brain ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Be still, thou unregenerate part, Disturb no more my settled heart, For I have vow'd (and so will do) Thee ...
The Flesh and the Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In secret place where once I stood Close by the Banks of Lacrim flood, I heard two sisters reason on ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
And Wilt Thou Weep When I Am Low? (Lord Byron Poem)
And wilt thou weep when I am low? Sweet lady! speak those words again: Yet if they grieve thee, say ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Over the Sea our Galleys Went (Robert Browning Poem)
Over the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave, To a speeding wind and a bounding wave, ...
The Wanderers (Robert Browning Poem)
OVER the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave To a speeding wind and a bounding wave-- ...