Joy & Excitement Poems (9043 Poems)
Forth Feasting A Panegyricke To The King (John Adamson Poems)
If, in this Storme of joy and pompous Throng,This Nymphe (great King) come euer Thee so neareThat Thy harmonious Eares Her Accents heare,Giue Pardon to Her hoarse and lowlie Song.Faine would Shee Trophees to Thy Vertues reare,But for this statlie … Continue reading
The Brus Book XII (John Barbour Poems)
[The king prepares his division] Now Douglas furth his wayis tais,And in that selff tyme fell throw caisThat the king off Ingland quhen heWas cummyn with his gret menyeNer to the place, as I said ar,Quhar Scottismen arayit war,He gert … Continue reading
A Story Of Doom: Book III. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the Elder prophesied, it cameAbout, that hidden things were shown to them,And burdens that he spake against his time. (But never … Continue reading
Modern Moses (James Madison Bell Poems)
There is a tide in men’s affairs,Leading to fame not wholly theirs —Leading to high positions, wonThrough noble deeds by others done.And crowns there are, and not a few,And royal robes and sceptres, too,That have, in every age and land,Been … Continue reading
A Home Idyl (John Townsend Trowbridge Poems)
I. OVER the valley the storm-clouds blow,Dark and low;The wild air whitens with flying snow. Through the timber two lovers ride,Side by side,Wrapped in a shaggy buffalo-hide. The winter has paved for their sleigh a trackOver the backOf the river … Continue reading
British Georgics. January (James Grahame Poems)
The labours of the plough, the various toilsThat, still returning with the changeful year,Demand the husbandman’s and cottar’s care;The joys and troubles of the peasant’s life;His days and nights of festive mirth, that serve,Though few, yet long foreseen, remembered long,To … Continue reading
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IN Lombardy’s fair land, in days of yore,Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store;Each FAIR, with anxious look, his favours sought,And ev’ry heart within his net was caught.Quite proud of beauteous form and smart address,In which the world … Continue reading
The Magic Cup (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared,Are trifling torments ev’ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool,To dark suspicion grown an easy tool;No soft repose he finds, by night or day;But rings his ear, he’s wretched ev’ry way!Continually he … Continue reading
Mary Queen Of Scots, An Historical Poem (Margaretta Wedderburn Poems)
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach’d,How oft I’ve view’d thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv’d,And them arranged have, in dubious thought. When thou appear’dst again in Scotland’s Isle,At thy return from France, in widow’d state,And in the … 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