Cats Poems (680 Poems)
Orlando Furioso Canto 4 (Ludovico Ariosto Poems)
ARGUMENTThe old Atlantes suffers fatal wreck,Foiled by the ring, and young Rogero freed,Who soars in air till he appears a speck,Mounted upon the wizard’s winged steed.Obediant to the royal Charles’s beck,He who had followed Love’s imperious lead,Rinaldo, disembarks on British … Continue reading
Orlando Furioso Canto 6 (Ludovico Ariosto Poems)
ARGUMENTAriodantes has, a worthy meed,With his loved bride, the fief of Albany.Meantime Rogero, on the flying steed,Arrives in false Alcina’s empery:There from a myrtle-tree her every deed,A human myrtle hears, and treachery,And thence would go; but they who first withdrewHim … Continue reading
Hymn To Life (James Schuyler Poems)
The wind rests its cheek upon the ground and feels the cool dampAnd lifts its head with twigs and small dead blades of grassPressed into it as you might at the beach rise up and brush awayThe sand. The day … Continue reading
Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (Michael Drayton Poems)
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have labored atSome of this thing, and some of that,And many of they know not what,But that they must be saying. … Continue reading
Rhodon And Iris. Act III (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Clematis Solo Well, if I were but once rid of her service, If I ever serv’d love-sicke mistris againe, I would feed all my life time on Agnus Castus, And give all the world leave to let me dye a maid: I even spoyld a … Continue reading
The Golden Legend: V. A Covered Bridge At Lucerne (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
_Prince Henry_. God’s blessing on the architects who buildThe bridges o’er swift rivers and abyssesBefore impassable to human feet,No less than on the builders of cathedrals,Whose massive walls are bridges thrown acrossThe dark and terrible abyss of Death.Well has the … Continue reading
Rhodon And Iris. Act II (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Po. Bold foolish wickednesse is that Which walks by day, expos’d to the world’s eie. Sinne is the daughter of the darkest night, And therefore doth abhorre to come to light. Give me that cole blacke sinne that can lye hid. Under the candid robes … Continue reading
The Pit (Ivan Goran Kovacic Poems)
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky sight. Within those holes, for tears, fierce fire inflamed The bleeding socket as if for brain a balm - While my bright eyes … Continue reading
The Muses Threnodie: Fifth Muse (Henry Adamson Poems)
Yet bold attempt and dangerous, said I,Upon these kinde of men such chance to try,By nature inhumaine, much given to blood,Wilde, fierce, and cruel, in a desperate mood.But no such danger, answer’d Master Gall,As fearfullie you deeme, was there at … Continue reading
Yet Dish (Gertrude Stein Poems)
I Put a sun in Sunday, Sunday. Eleven please ten hoop. Hoop. Cousin coarse in coarse in soap. Cousin coarse in soap sew up. soap. Cousin coarse in sew up soap. II A lea ender stow sole lightly. Not a bet beggar. Nearer a true set jump hum, A … Continue reading