The Book of Hours of Sister Clotilde (Amy Lowell Poem)
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
Poems about arched (31 Poems)
The Temple (Amy Lowell Poem)
Between us leapt a gold and scarlet flame. Into the hollow of the cupped, arched blue Of Heaven it rose. ...
The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poem)
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
A Celebration of Charis: IV. Her Triumph (Ben Jonson Poem)
See the chariot at hand here of Love, Wherein my lady rideth! Each that draws is a swan or a ...
The Eye (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The Atlantic is a stormy moat; and the Mediterranean, The blue pool in the old garden, More than five thousand ...
Sunday (George Herbert Poem)
O day most calm, most bright The fruit of this, the next world's bud, Th'endorsement of supreme delight, Writ by ...
Last Words To A Dumb Friend (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Pet was never mourned as you, Purrer of the spotless hue, Plumy tail, and wistful gaze While you humoured our ...
Under The Waterfall (Thomas Hardy Poem)
'Whenever I plunge my arm, like this, In a basin of water, I never miss The sweet sharp sense of ...
Elegy For My Father (Annie Finch Poem)
HLF, August 8, 1918-August 22, 1997 "Bequeath us to no earthly shore until Is answered in the vortex of our ...
An Aborted Strike (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The hawk swooped down falling talons first, down from the sky, out of the blue across my field of vision, ...
Putting in the Seed (Robert Frost Poem)
You come to fetch me from my work to-night When supper's on the table, and we'll see If I can ...
Concord Hymn (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Sung at the Completion of the Concord Monument, April 19th, 1836 By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their ...
Sonnet VIII: There’s Nothing Grieves Me (Michael Drayton Poems)
There's nothing grieves me, but that Age should haste, That in my days I may not see thee old, That ...
Share of obligation (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
If the debate rages in the pages of the news today then I'm confused, I've searched and found no evidence. ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
A Toccata Of Galuppi’s (Robert Browning Poems)
I Oh Galuppi, Baldassaro, this is very sad to find! I can hardly misconceive you; it would prove me deaf ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 11: Conversation: Undertones (Conrad Aiken Poem)
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me; You smile a ...
The Ballad of Rudolph Reed (Gwendolyn Brooks Poems)
Rudolph Reed was oaken. His wife was oaken too. And his two good girls and his good little man Oakened ...
Beautiful Nairn (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
All ye tourists who wish to be away From the crowded city for a brief holiday; The town of Nairn ...
Bert Kessler (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I winged my bird, Though he flew toward the setting sun; But just as the shot rang out, he soared ...
Atalanta’s Race (William Morris Poems)
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
Upon The Hill And Grove At Bill-borow (Andrew Marvell Poems)
To the Lord Fairfax. See how the arched Earth does here Rise in a perfect Hemisphere! The stiffest Compass could ...
Il Penseroso (John Milton Poems)
Hence, vain deluding Joys, ............The brood of Folly without father bred! How little you bested ............Or fill the fixed mind ...
Paradise Lost: Book 07 (John Milton Poems)
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
The Hymn (John Milton Poems)
I It was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw ...
Hymn on the Morning of Christ’s Nativity (John Milton Poems)
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
Beauty (John Masefield Poems)
I HAVE seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of ...
Paradise Lost: Book 01 (John Milton Poems)
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
Then (Philip Levine Poems)
A solitary apartment house, the last one before the boulevard ends and a dusty road winds its slow way out ...