Seal Lullaby (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us And black are the waters that sparkled so green. The ...
Poems about rustle (31 Poems)
Mowgli’s Song (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
The Song of Mowgli -- I, Mowgli, am singing. Let the jungle listen to the things I have done. Shere ...
A Boy Scouts’Patrol Song (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
1913 These are our regulations-- There's just one law for the Scout And the first and the last, and the ...
Fancy (John Keats Poem)
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when ...
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad (A. E. Housman Poem)
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
Thora’s Song (‘Ashtaroth’) (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
We severed in Autumn early, Ere the earth was torn by the plough; The wheat and the oats and the ...
The Beauty of Death XIV (Khalil Gibran Poem)
Part One - The Calling Let me sleep, for my soul is intoxicated with love and Let me rest, for ...
Laughter and Tears IX (Khalil Gibran Poem)
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat ...
In the Dark of Night (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A small solitary island without television, phone without running water But it had the call of the loon the splash ...
The Code (Robert Frost Poem)
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
Waiting (Robert Frost Poem)
Afield at dusk What things for dream there are when specter-like, Moving amond tall haycocks lightly piled, I enter alone ...
Common Things (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
I like to hear of wealth and gold, And El Doradoes in their glory; I like for silks and satins ...
There’s been a Death, in the Opposite House, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House, As lately as Today -- I know it, by the numb look ...
The Cuckoo (John Clare Poem)
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight, With narrow pointed wings Whews o'er our heads-soon out of sight And as ...
I Prefer the Gorgeous Freedom (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
I prefer the gorgeous freedom, And I fly to lands of grace, Where in wide and clear meadows All is ...
Part Of Speech (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
...and when "the future" is uttered, swarms of mice rush out of the Russian language and gnaw a piece of ...
Presentiment (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
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 ...
The Death of the Flowers (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
Love in Twilight (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
There is darkness behind the light -- and the pale light drips Cold on vague shapes and figures, that, half-seen ...
Dream Song 134: Sick at 6 & sick again at 9 (John Berryman Poem)
Sick at 6 & sick again at 9 was Henry's gloomy Monday morning oh. Still he had to lecture. They ...
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 ...
Sleeping On The Ceiling (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
It is so peaceful on the ceiling! It is the Place de la Concorde. The little crystal chandelier is off, ...
The Rose Family – Song 1 (Louisa May Alcott Poem)
O flower at my window Why blossom you so fair, With your green and purple cup Upturned to sun and ...
I Taught Myself To Live Simply (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander ...
The Scholar Gypsy (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
310. Tam o’ Shanter: A Tale (Robert Burns Poems)
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
Tam O’Shanter (Robert Burns Poems)
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...