Sadness Poems (11033 Poems)
Sleep And Poetry (John Keats Poems)
As I lay in my bed slepe full unmeteWas unto me, but why that I ne mightRest I ne wist, for there n’as erthly wight[As I suppose] had more of hertis eseThan I, for I n’ad sicknesse nor disese. ~ … Continue reading
Cymon And Iphigenia. From Boccace (John Henry Dryden Poems)
Old as I am, for lady’s love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still inspires my wit.If love be folly, the severe divine;Has felt that folly, though he censures mine;Pollutes the pleasures of a … Continue reading
Resignation Pt 2 (Edward Young Poems)
But what in either sex, beyondAll parts, our glory crowns?‘In ruffling seasons to be calm,And smile, when fortune frowns.’ Heaven’s choice is safer than our own;Of ages past inquire,What the most formidable fate?‘To have our own desire.’ If, in your … Continue reading
The Day And The War (James Madison Bell Poems)
Sacred to the memory of the immortal Captain John Brown, the hero, saint and martyr of Harper’s Ferry. The following poem is most respectfully inscribed, by one who loved him in life, and in death would honor his memory. Twelve … Continue reading
The Believer’s Espousals : Chapter VI. (Ralph Erskine Poems)
An Exhortation to all that are out of Christ; in order to their closing the match with him: containing also motives and directions. Reader, into thine hands these lines are giv’n,But not without the providence of Heav’n;Or to advance thy … Continue reading
The Iliad: Book 22 (Homer Poems)
Thus the Trojans in the city, scared like fawns, wiped the sweatfrom off them and drank to quench their thirst, leaning against thegoodly battlements, while the Achaeans with their shields laid upontheir shoulders drew close up to the walls. But … Continue reading
The Third Booke Of Qvodlibets (Robert Hayman Poems)
Iustice Epigram. Kings doe correct those that Rebellious are,And their good Subjects worthily preferre:Iust Epigrams reproue those that offend,And those that vertuous are, she doth commend. 2. To my delicate Readers. When I doe read others neate, dainty lines,I almost … Continue reading
The Art Of Preserving Health. Book III (John Armstrong Poems)
EXERCISE. Thro’ various toils th’ adventurous Muse has past;But half the toil, and more than half, remains.Rude is her Theme, and hardly fit for Song;Plain, and of little ornament; and IBut little practis’d in th’ Aonian arts.Yet not in vain … Continue reading
Antonio Melidori (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
SCENE I.[A place not far from the summit of Mount Psiloriti, in the Isle of Candia. Philota discovered with a basket of grapes upon her head; she looks eagerly upward. Time, a little before sunset.]PHILOTA. WHY comes he not? Here … Continue reading
The Lay Of Marie – Canto Second (Matilda Betham Poems)
Some, fearing Marie’s tale was o’er, Lamented that they heard no more; While Brehan, from her broken lay, Portended what she yet might say. As the untarrying minutes flew, More anxious and alarm’d he grew. At length he spake:–”We wait too long The remnant of this wilder’d … Continue reading