Morning Poems (4608 Poems)
An Ode On The Peace (Helen Maria Williams Poems)
I.As wand’ring late on Albion’s shoreThat chains the rude tempestuous deep,I heard the hollow surges roarAnd vainly beat her guardian steep;I heard the rising sounds of woeLoud on the storm’s wild pinion flow;And still they vibrate on the mournful lyre,That … Continue reading
Down-Hall. A Ballad. (Matthew Prior Poems)
Tune. — “King John and the Abbot of Canterbury.” I sing not old Jason who travell’d through GreeceTo kiss the fair maids and possess the rich fleece,Nor sing I AEneas, who, led by his mother,Got rid of one wife and … Continue reading
The Shepherd’s Calendar – August (John Clare Poems)
Harvest approaches with its bustling dayThe wheat tans brown and barley bleaches greyIn yellow garb the oat land intervenesAnd tawney glooms the valley thronged with beansSilent the village grows, wood wandering dreamsSeem not so lovely as its quiet seemsDoors are … Continue reading
On the Bill Which Was Passed in England For Regulating the Slave-Trade (Helen Maria Williams Poems)
The hollow winds of night no moreIn wild, unequal cadence pour,On musing fancy’s wakeful ear,The groan of agony severeFrom yon dark vessel, which containsThe wretch new bound in hopeless chains!Whose soul with keener anguish bleeds,As AFRIC’S less’ning shore recedes— No … Continue reading
British Georgics. September (James Grahame Poems)
Clear is the sky, and temperate the air,That, scarcely stirring, wafts, with gentlest breath,The gossamer light glittering in the sun.And now, the wheat and barley harvest o’er,Blythsome the reapers to the lighter workOf oaten-field repair, and gaily stoop,Grasping the lusty … Continue reading
Who Follow The Flag (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
PHI BETA KAPPA ODEHARVARD UNIVERSITYJune 30, 1910 IAll day long in the city’s canyon-street, With its populous cliffs alive on either side, I saw a river of marching men like a tideFlowing after the flag: and the rhythmic beat Of the drums, and … Continue reading
Thou Shalt Not Kill (Kenneth Rexroth Poems)
A Memorial for Dylan Thomas IThey are murdering all the young men.For half a century now, every day,They have hunted them down and killed them.They are killing them now.At this minute, all over the world,They are killing the young men.They … Continue reading
Address To A Wild Deer In The Forest Of Dalness, Argyllshire (John Wilson Poems)
Magnificent Creature! so stately and bright!In the pride of thy spirit pursuing thy flight;For what hath the child of the desert to dread,Wafting up his own mountains that far-beaming head;Or borne like a whirlwind down on the vale?-Hail! King of … Continue reading
Honours — Part I (Jean Ingelow Poems)
To strive—and fail. Yes, I did strive and fail; I set mine eyes upon a certain nightTo find a certain star—and could not hail With them its deep-set light. Fool that I was! I will rehearse my fault: I, wingless, thought myself on … Continue reading
December (Nancy Byrd Turner Poems)
The house of December was all aglow, Each room was jolly and red; There were bulgy stockings ranged in a row, And holly hung overhead. A silver star hung fair and far, A silver bell rang clear; And some Christmas children came out and cried, ”Come in … Continue reading