Lead Soldiers (Amy Lowell Poem)
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
Poems about tripped (21 Poems)
A dull sound, varying now and again (Forrest Hamer Poem)
And then we began eating corn starch, chalk chewed wet into sirup. We pilfered Argo boxes stored away to stiffen ...
The Pitcher (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE simple Jane was sent to bring Fresh water from the neighb'ring spring; The matter pressed, no time to waste, ...
A Soldier (Robert Frost Poem)
He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled, That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust, But still lies ...
The Soldier (Robert Frost Poem)
He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled, That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust, But still lies ...
It tossed — and tossed — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It tossed -- and tossed -- A little Brig I knew -- o'ertook by Blast -- It spun -- and ...
The Geate a-Vallen to (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
In the zunsheen of our zummers Wi' the hay time now a-come, How busy wer we out a-vield Wi' vew ...
The Geate a-Vallen to (William Barnes Poem)
In the zunsheen of our zummers Wi' the hay time now a-come, How busy wer we out a-vield Wi' vew ...
The Confessional (Robert Browning Poem)
I. It is a lie---their Priests, their Pope, Their Saints, their ... all they fear or hope Are lies, ...
Youth and Art (Robert Browning Poem)
1 It once might have been, once only: 2 We lodged in a street together, 3 You, a sparrow on ...
194. Song-Blythe was She (Robert Burns Poem)
Chorus.-Blythe, blythe and merry was she, Blythe was she but and ben; Blythe by the banks of Earn, And blythe ...
Only A Boche (Robert William Service Poems)
We brought him in from between the lines: we'd better have let him lie; For what's the use of risking ...
Wirers (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
'Pass it along, the wiring party's going out'- And yawning sentries mumble, 'Wirers going out.' Unravelling; twisting; hammering stakes with ...
A Working Party (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
The Working Party (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
Wrestling Match (Robert William Service Poems)
What guts he had, the Dago lad Who fought that Frenchman grim with guile; For nigh an hour they milled ...
The Angler Rose, He Took His Rod (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
THE angler rose, he took his rod, He kneeled and made his prayers to God. The living God sat overhead: ...
A Soldier’s Reprieve (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas in the United States of America some years ago An aged father sat at his fireside with his heart ...
Modern Love XVIII: Here Jack and Tom (George Meredith Poems)
Here Jack and Tom are paired with Moll and Meg. Curved open to the river-reach is seen A country merry-making ...
Paradise Regained: The Second Book (John Milton Poems)
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
The Master of the Dance (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
A chant to which it is intended a group of children shall dance and improvise pantomime led by their dancing-teacher. ...