Lacrymae Paterae (Henry Alford Poems)
I. This tranquil Sabbath morn hath hushed the earth Into unwonted calm. The clear pale hills Lie beneath level lines of sunny clouds, Walling ...
Poems about sun-dried (18 Poems)
The Rhyme Of The Pronghorns (Mary Austin Poems)
This is the tale that the howlers tellAt the end of the hunting weather,When the quick rain rillsOn the bare, ...
On The Desert (Madge Morris Wagner Poems)
Thou brown, bare-breasted, voiceless mystery,Hot sphinx of nature, cactus-crowned, what hast thou done?Unclothed and mute as when the groans of ...
December (John Clare Poems)
While snow the window-panes bedim,The fire curls up a sunny charm,Where, creaming o'er the pitcher's rim,The flowering ale is set ...
The Latter Rain (Jones Very Poems)
THE latter rain, it falls in anxious hasteUpon the sun-dried fields and branches bare,Loosening with searching drops the rigid wasteAs ...
A Lost Eden (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
You, dear, have heard me vaunt a memory The which by trodden paths will ...
Vagabond’s House (Don Blanding Poems)
When I have a house . . . as I sometime may . . .I'll suit my fancy in every ...
House Of Lazarus (Edith Mirick Poems)
Walking to Jerusalem A hot and dusty way,Christ sought the house of LazarusAt the close of day.And Martha fed Him ...
Borderland (Henry Lawson Poem)
I am back from up the country -- very sorry that I went -- Seeking for the Southern poets' land ...
Up The Country (Henry Lawson Poem)
I am back from up the country -- very sorry that I went -- Seeking for the Southern poets' land ...
What the People Said (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(June 21st, 1887) By the well, where the bullocks go Silent and blind and slow -- By the field where ...
The Naulahka (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
There was a strife 'twixt man and maid-- Oh, that was at the birth of time! But what befell 'twixt ...
The Gipsy Trail (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The white moth to the closing bine, The bee to the opened clover, And the gipsy blood to the gipsy ...
The Answer (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
A Rose, in tatters on the garden path, Cried out to God and murmured 'gainst His Wrath, Because a sudden ...
The Sick Stockrider (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poem)
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
The Quality of Courage (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
A Carol of Harvest, for 1867 (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 A SONG of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms-a ...
Song of the Artesian Water (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Now the stock have started dying, for the Lord has sent a drought; But we're sick of prayers and Providence ...