Little Mack (Eugene Field Poem)
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
Poems about all (43 Poems)
II. The Pauper Witch of Grafton (Robert Frost Poem)
Now that they've got it settled whose I be, I'm going to tell them something they won't like: They've got ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Two Look at Two (Robert Frost Poem)
Love and forgetting might have carried them A little further up the mountain side With night so near, but not ...
The Lion and Albert (Marriott Edgar Poem)
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
Joe Ramsbottom (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Joe Ramshottom rented a bit of a farm From its owner, Squire Goslett his name; And the Gosletts came over ...
Albert and the Lion (Marriott Edgar Poem)
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Unit, like Death, for Whom? (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Unit, like Death, for Whom? True, like the Tomb, Who tells no secret Told to Him -- The Grave is ...
I know some lonely Houses off the Road (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I know some lonely Houses off the Road A Robber'd like the look of -- Wooden barred, And Windows hanging ...
The Priestess of Panormita (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Happy Dust (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
The Priestess of Panormita (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Happy Dust (Aleister Crowley Poem)
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
Lays of Sorrow (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The day was wet, the rain fell souse Like jars of strawberry jam, a sound was heard in the ...
The Mores (John Clare Poem)
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
The Plantster’s Vision (John Betjeman Poems)
Cut down that timber! Bells, too many and strong, Pouring their music through the branches bare, From moon-white church towers ...
Christmas (John Betjeman Poem)
The bells of waiting Advent ring, The Tortoise stove is lit again And lamp-oil light across the night Has caught ...
A Pastoral (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Just as the sun was setting Back of the Western hills Grandfather stood by the window Eating the last of ...
The Fish (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
The Hill (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. You said "Through ...
Verses upon the Burning of our House, July 18th (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
Here Follows Some Verses upon the Burning of Our House (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
Nos Immortales (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Perhaps we go with wind and cloud and sun, Into the free companionship of air; Perhaps with sunsets when the ...
Dream Song 111: I miss him. When I get back to camp (John Berryman Poem)
I miss him. When I get back to camp I'll dig him up. Well, he can prop & watch, can't ...
Master Hugues Of Saxe-Gotha (Robert Browning Poem)
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Saul (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
Fra Lippo Lippi (Robert Browning Poem)
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Pippa’s Song (Robert Browning Poems)
The year's at the spring, And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearl'd; The lark's on the ...