The Man from Adaminaby (Douglas Alexander Stewart Poems)
Hard to say where he came from-Maybe the Great DivideWhere die sun like a golden raindropRolls down Kiandra side,Or down ...
Poems about apple-trees (21 Poems)
Apples (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
The old apple-tree at the top of the orchardLies flatOn its back . . .It's been like thatSince it came ...
Journey (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Ah, could I lay me down in this long grassAnd close my eyes, and let the quiet windBlow over me—I ...
The Passionate Suburbanite To His Love (Arthur Guiterman Poems)
Commute with me, my Love, and be merry;How vain in the City to dwellWhen apple-trees blow in Dobbs' FerryAnd lilacs ...
The Orchard-Pit (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
The Orchard-PitPiled deep below the screening apple-branch They lie with bitter apples in their hands: And some are only ancient ...
Budding-Time Too Brief (Evaleen Stein Poems)
"O LITTLE buds, break not so fast! The spring's but new. The skies will yet be brighter blue, ...
Sunrise (Frederick George Scott Poems)
O rising Sun, so fair and gay,What are you bringing me, I pray,Of sorrow or of joy to-day?You look as ...
‘Like a brazier’s bronze cinders,’ (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Like a brazier's bronze cinders,the sleepy garden's beetles flowing.Level with me, and my candle,a flowering world is hanging. As if ...
Carrefour (Amy Lowell Poems)
O you,Who came upon me onceStretched under apple-trees just after bathing,Why did you not strangle me before speakingRather than fill ...
Reaping (Amy Lowell Poem)
You want to know what's the matter with me, do yer? My! ain't men blinder'n moles? It ain't nothin' new, ...
My Love Is in a Light Attire (James Joyce Poem)
My love is in a light attire Among the apple-trees, Where the gay winds do most desire To run in ...
Sudden Fine Weather (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poem)
Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the ...
Ecclesiastes (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
There is one sin: to call a green leaf gray, Whereat the sun in heaven shuddereth. There is one blasphemy: ...
Maud Muller (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Maud Muller on a summer's day Raked the meadow sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of ...
There was a Child went Forth. (Walt Whitman Poems)
THERE was a child went forth every day; And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became; And ...
The Holy Grail (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
Isaac and Archibald (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
(To Mrs. Henry Richards) Isaac and Archibald were two old men. I knew them, and I may have laughed at ...
The White Cliffs (Alice Duer Miller Poems)
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
King Arthur’s Tomb (William Morris Poems)
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
Renascence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
Journey (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow ...