Upon the saying that my VERSES were made by another. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
NExt Heaven my Vows to thee (O Sacred Muse! ) I offer'd up, nor didst thou them refuse. O Queen ...
Poems about ambition (31 Poems)
To Fanny (John Keats Poem)
I cry your mercy-pity-love!-aye, love! Merciful love that tantalizes not, One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love, Unmasked, and being seen-without a blot! ...
Epistle To My Brother George (John Keats Poem)
Full many a dreary hour have I past, My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercast With heaviness; in seasons when ...
Stone Shadows (David St. John Poem)
For an entire year she dressed in all the shades Of ash - the gray of old paper; the deeper, ...
Conquistador (Alec Derwent Hope Poem)
I sing of the decline of Henry Clay Who loved a white girl of uncommon size. Although a small man ...
THE COUNTRY LIFE: (Robert Herrick Poem)
TO THE HONOURED MR ENDYMION PORTER, GROOM OF THE BED-CHAMBER TO HIS MAJESTY Sweet country life, to such unknown, Whose ...
legs rivers and age (Rg Gregory Poem)
with landbound legs a wish for the easy flow of a river - not the clambering up crags to seek ...
snail and spiral (Rg Gregory Poem)
i take my property with me says the snail slow-moving (yes) but packed with sublime thought the house upon its ...
Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard (Thomas Gray Poem)
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods ...
The Pursuit of Blessedness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the words of Christ the kernel of our hope what we believe seeking happiness the pursuit of blessedness unfettered ...
Our biggest fish (Eugene Field Poem)
When in the halcyon days of old, I was a little tyke, I used to fish in pickerel ponds for ...
On The Hurricane (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
The Dream Called Life (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
From the Spanish of Pedro Calderon de la Barca A dream it was in which I found myself. And you ...
Dreaming of Li Po (Tu Fu Poem)
After the separation of death one can eventually swallow back one's grief, but the separation of the living is an ...
Alphonso Of Castile (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
The Task: Book II, The Time-Piece (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
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 ...
Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Be still, thou unregenerate part, Disturb no more my settled heart, For I have vow'd (and so will do) Thee ...
The Flesh and the Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In secret place where once I stood Close by the Banks of Lacrim flood, I heard two sisters reason on ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Ode to Napoleon Bonaparte (Lord Byron Poem)
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
Epistle To Augusta (Lord Byron Poem)
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
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 ...
Saul (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
257. Ode on the Departed Regency Bill (Robert Burns Poem)
DAUGHTER of Chaos' doting years, Nurse of ten thousand hopes and fears, Whether thy airy, insubstantial shade (The rights of ...
At His Grave (Alfred Austin Poem)
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
144. A Winter Night (Robert Burns Poems)
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
Inheritance-His (Audre Lorde Poems)
I. My face resembles your face less and less each day. When I was young no one mistook whose child ...