Childhood Poems (614 Poems)
A Tale of Tuscany (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
An Old-World tale. Who reads perchanceMay deem it dull or idly told,Preferring latter-day romanceWhere well trained hearts their loves unfold. Tuscany, land of fierce hates and wild loves and of limitless passions,Tuscany, home of Petrarca and Dante and lively Boccaccio,Tuscany, … Continue reading
The Maid Of Saxony; Or, Who’s The Traitor? – Act II (George Pope Morris Poems)
Scene I. Discovered. The stage represents a large apartment without the usual side-entrances. On the left hand is a row of long, old-fashioned windows, with painting-screens so arranged as to let the light fall obliquely on the tables beneath; at which the FACTORY GIRLS … Continue reading
The Oeconomy Of Love (John Armstrong Poems)
Thy bounties, Love, in thy soft raptures, whenTimeliest the melting pairs indulge, and howBest to improve the genial joy, how shunThe snakes that under rosy pleasure lurk,I sing; if thou, fair Cytherea, deignGracious to smile on my attempt. Tho’ thouNone … Continue reading
The School Of The Heart. Lesson The Fifth. (Henry Alford Poems)
From the great sun light flows upon the earth; And every thing that lives this summer morn Looks joyous; all along the hills that stretch Far southward, slowly sail the dazzling heaps Of whitest vapour; but the upper heaven Is deep and clear;–above the yellow … Continue reading
The Minstrel ; Or, The Progress Of Genius – Book II. (James Beattie Poems)
I.Of chance or change O let not man complain,Else shall he never never cease to wail:For, from the imperial dome, to where the swainRears the lone cottage in the silent dale,All feel the assault of fortune’s fickle gale;Art, empire, earth … Continue reading
The Minstrel; Or, The Progress Of Genius : Book I. (James Beattie Poems)
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame’s proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublimeHath felt the influence of malignant star,And wag’d with Fortune an eternal war!Check’d by the scoff … Continue reading
A Poem On The African Slave Trade. Addressed To Her Own Sex. Part II (Mary Birkett Card Poems)
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o’er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature’s rude effusions pour’d along,Impell’d by Fancy, rais’d th’unpolish’d song;Then, when Imagination – Charming Maid,In all the rainbow’s lively hues array’d,Bade me her visionary heights … Continue reading
Fungi From Yuggoth (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
I. The Book The place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things brought in from the seas,And with queer curls of fog that west winds tossed.Small lozenge panes, obscured by smoke … Continue reading
History of the Twentieth Century (A Roadshow) (Joseph Brodsky Poems)
The Sun’s in its orbit, yet I feel morbid. Act 1 Prologue Ladies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let me tell you: you are o’kay. Our show is to start without much delay.So let me inform … Continue reading
The School Of The Heart. Lesson The Second. (Henry Alford Poems)
My sweet companion, who hast ever been Beside me in all toils, refreshing oft My weary spirit with low whisperings Of hope that spoke not falsely; in whose sight My young life floweth pleasantly along; Sit thou beside me once again, and take Thy magic pencils–they … Continue reading