Discipline (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
It is stormy, and raindrops cling like silver bees to the pane, The thin sycamores in the playground are swinging ...
Poems about weaves (31 Poems)
Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
Loon Point (Amy Lowell Poem)
Softly the water ripples Against the canoe's curving side, Softly the birch trees rustle Flinging over us branches wide. Softly ...
The Prairie (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either hand, I see a river loop and run ...
Refrain (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Of all the songs which poets sing The ones which are most sweet Are those which at close intervals A ...
Simples (James Joyce Poem)
O bella bionda, Sei come l'onda! Of cool sweet dew and radiance mild The moon a web of silence weaves ...
The Lacking Sense Scene.–A sad-coloured landscape, Waddon Vale (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I "O Time, whence comes the Mother's moody look amid her labours, As of one who all unwittingly has wounded ...
BALLAD OF THE BANISHED AND RETURNING COUNT. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
[Goethe began to write an opera called Lowenstuhl, founded upon the old tradition which forms the subject of this Ballad, ...
The Foolish Fir-Tree (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
Mother Earth (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Mother of all the high-strung poets and singers departed, Mother of all the grass that weaves over their graves the ...
My April Lady (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
When down the stair at morning The sunbeams round her float, Sweet rivulets of laughter Are bubbling in her throat; ...
A Lover’s Envy (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
I envy every flower that blows Along the meadow where she goes, And every bird that sings to her, And ...
The Gentian weaves her fringes (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Gentian weaves her fringes -- The Maple's loom is red -- My departing blossoms Obviate parade. A brief, but ...
I Do Not Love Thee For That Fair (Thomas Carew Poem)
I do not love thee for that fair Rich fan of thy most curious hair; Though the wires thereof be ...
Constancy To An Ideal Object (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Since all, that beat about in Nature's range, Or veer or vanish ; why should'st thou remain The only constant ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The Nightingale’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
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 ...
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 House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over the darkened city, the city of towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
Nocturne Of Remembered Spring (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
A Seed (William Allingham Poem)
See how a Seed, which Autumn flung down, And through the Winter neglected lay, Uncoils two little green leaves and ...
Identity (A. R. Ammons Poem)
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumstance, though possibility ...
Thyrsis, a Monody (Matthew Arnold Poem)
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Auguries Of Innocence (William Blake Poems)
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
Fly Not Yet (Thomas Moore Poems)
Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, ...
The Singing-Woman From The Wood’s Edge (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
What should I be but a prophet and a liar, Whose mother was a leprechaun, whose father was a friar? ...
The Song Of Shadows (Walter de la Mare Poems)
"Sweep thy faint strings, Musician, With thy long lean hand; Downward the starry tapers burn, Sinks soft the waning sand; ...
Study (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
Somewhere the long mellow note of the blackbird Quickens the unclasping hands of hazel, Somewhere the wind-flowers fling their heads ...