Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Poems about writhing (31 Poems)
A Calendar of Sonnets: March (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Month which the warring ancients strangely styled The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways Were any month of ...
Meditation On Saviors (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
There’s a Regret (William Ernest Henley Poems)
There's a regret So grinding, so immitigably sad, Remorse thereby feels tolerant, even glad. ... Do you not know it ...
The Vine (Robert Herrick Poem)
I dreamed this mortal part of mine Was metamorphosed to a vine, Which, crawling one and every way, Enthralled my ...
The Whipping (Robert Hayden Poem)
The old woman across the way is whipping the boy again and shouting to the neighborhood her goodness and his ...
Thrushes (Ted Hughes Poem)
Terrifying are the attent sleek thrushes on the lawn, More coiled steel than living - a poised Dark deadly eye, ...
The Spectacles (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
Four Quartets 2: East Coker (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
Ekka (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The Ekka institution bares us all, though call it Exhibition, Royal Queensland Show, it's that time of year when you ...
The Road to Roundabout (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Some say that Guy of Warwick The man that killed the Cow, And brake the mighty Boar alive Beyond the ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
The Wizard Way (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Garden of Janus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Ave Adonai (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Pale as the night that pales In the dawn's pearl-pure pavillion, I wait for thee, ...
The Wizard Way (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Garden of Janus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Ave Adonai (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Pale as the night that pales In the dawn's pearl-pure pavillion, I wait for thee, ...
Heritage (Countee Cullen Poem)
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
Westgate-On-Sea (John Betjeman Poem)
Hark, I hear the bells of Westgate, I will tell you what they sigh, Where those minarets and steeples Prick ...
How Clear She Shines (Emily Bronte Poem)
How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " ...
Hymn To Death (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
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 ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Dream Song 44: Tell it to the forest fire, tell it to the moon (John Berryman Poem)
Tell it to the forest fire, tell it to the moon, mention it in general to the moon on the ...
I Love The Naked Ages Long Ago (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
I love the naked ages long ago When statues were gilded by Apollo, When men and women of agility Could ...
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 ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 11: Conversation: Undertones (Conrad Aiken Poem)
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me; You smile a ...
A Curse For A Nation (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
I heard an angel speak last night, And he said 'Write! Write a Nation's curse for me, And send it ...