Fishing Poems (276 Poems)
Naucratia; Or Naval Dominion. Part I (Henry James Pye Poems)
ANALYSIS OF PART I. Introduction.-Deluge.-Savage stopped by a river.-Tree blown across the stream.-Tree carried away by an inundation. -Raft.-Fishing.-Carried sea by a storm-lands in an island-returns.-Voluntary voyage.-Canadians and South Sea Islanders-mystery of their origin and language.-Tradition.-Coasts of the Mediterranean.- Tyrians … Continue reading
Julian and Maddalo : A Conversation (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
I rode one evening with Count MaddaloUpon the bank of land which breaks the flowOf Adria towards Venice: a bare strandOf hillocks, heaped from ever-shifting sand,Matted with thistles and amphibious weeds,Such as from earth’s embrace the salt ooze breeds,Is this; … Continue reading
Time (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark eye fix’d as in some holy trance;Or when the vollied lightnings cleave the air,And Ruin gaunt bestrides the winged storm,Sitt’st … Continue reading
The Battle Of The Lake Regillus (Thomas Babbington Macaulay Poems)
A Lay Sung at the Feast of Castor and Pollux on the Ides of Quintilis in the year of the City CCCCLI. I.Ho, trumpets, sound a war-note!Ho, lictors, clear the way!The Knights will ride, in all their pride,Along the streets … Continue reading
Mogg Megone – Part II. (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
‘Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and bird,And wearing all the hues which glowIn heaven’s own pure and perfect bow,That glorious picture of the air,Which summer’s light-robed … Continue reading
Lines On The Death Of The Princess Charlotte (John Anster Poems)
Weep!–for the wrath of God is over us!Weep!–for his arm is lifted to destroy!Famine hath thinned the land! in Autumn’s galeWe felt his icy breath:–Plague rushes by,Or, resting in clear air on silent wing,Numbers his victims, who behold him not.–Still … Continue reading
The Song Of Hiawatha XII: The Son Of The Evening Star (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Can it be the sun descendingO’er the level plain of water?Or the Red Swan floating, flying,Wounded by the magic arrow,Staining all the waves with crimson,With the crimson of its life-blood,Filling all the air with splendor,With the splendor of its plumage? Yes; … Continue reading
The Prophecy Of St. Oran: Part II (Mathilde Blind Poems)
I.THERE was a windless mere, on whose smooth breastA little island, flushed with purple bloom,Lay gently cradled like a moorhen’s nest:It glowed like some rich jewel ‘mid the gloomOf sluggish leagues of peat and black morass,Without or shrub or tree … Continue reading
Rural Sports: A Georgic – Canto I. (John Gay Poems)
You, who the sweets of rural life have known,Despise the ungrateful hurry of the town;In Windsor groves your easy hours employ,And, undistub’d, yourself and muse enjoy.Thames, listens to thy strains, and silent flows,And no rude winds through rustling osiers blows,While … Continue reading
The Progress Of Learning (John Denham Poems)
PREFACE. My early mistress, now my ancient Muse,That strong Circaean liquor cease t’infuse,Wherewith thou didst intoxicate my youth,Now stoop with disenchanted wings to truth;As the dove’s flight did guide Aeneas, nowMay thine conduct me to the golden bough:Tell (like a … Continue reading