The Bard (Thomas Gray Poem)
Pindaric Ode "Ruin seize thee, ruthless King! Confusion on thy banners wait! Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock ...
Poems about aloof (31 Poems)
The Farewell XXVIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit ...
Our Father (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The prayer He taught us, of the savior, God incarnate beginning with a name of God a loving intimate name, ...
Lincoln (John Gould Fletcher Poem)
I Like a gaunt, scraggly pine Which lifts its head above the mournful sandhills; And patiently, through dull years of ...
A Dream Pang (Robert Frost Poem)
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway; And to the forest ...
Saadi (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
Old Deuteronomy (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time; He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession. He was famous in ...
Mr. Mistoffelees (T. S. Eliot Poem)
You ought to know Mr. Mistoffelees! The Original Conjuring Cat-- (There can be no doubt about that). Please listen to ...
A Runnable Stag (John Davidson Poem)
When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, We harbour'd a stag ...
Nepenthe (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Yes, it was like you to forget, And cancel in the welcome of your smile My deep arrears of debt, ...
It was not Saint — it was too large — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It was not Saint -- it was too large -- Nor Snow -- it was too small -- It only ...
Political nonsense (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I was saddened just to hear the bitter rancour in his voice, a sour hostility aloof of commonsense, and ranks ...
Desires that you can only tame to know (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
A Hermit Thrush (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
A little ink more or less! (Stephen Crane Poem)
A little ink more or less! I surely can't matter? Even the sky and the opulent sea, The plains and ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Do not be ashamed (Wendell Berry Poem)
You will be walking some night in the comfortable dark of your yard and suddenly a great light will shine ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Popularity (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
The Englishman In Italy (Robert Browning Poem)
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
When Winchester races (Jane Austen Poem)
When Winchester races first took their beginning It is said the good people forgot their old Saint Not applying at ...
In Memory of M. B. (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Here is my gift, not roses on your grave, not sticks of burning incense. You lived aloof, maintaining to the ...
Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Insomniac (Maya Angelou Poem)
There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles that I employ to win ...
IV (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems ! where The dancers will break footing, ...