The Bibliomaniac’s Prayer (Eugene Field Poems)
Keep me, I pray, in wisdom's way That I may truths eternal seek; I need protecting care to-day,-- My purse ...
Poems about banish (32 Poems)
De Amicitiis (Eugene Field Poem)
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife, Upon my word I do not heed 'em; In bed I lie With ...
The Magic Cup (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
The Mandrake (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
Nicaise (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
Richard Minutolo (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN ev'ry age, at Naples, we are told, Intrigue and gallantry reign uncontrolled; With beauteous objects in abundance blessed. No ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
The Spleen (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
La Passion Vaincue (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
On the Banks of the Severn a desperate Maid (Whom some Shepherd, neglecting his Vows, had betray'd,) Stood resolving to ...
Ardelia to Melancholy (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
At last, my old inveterate foe, No opposition shalt thou know. Since I by struggling, can obtain Nothing, but encrease ...
Sonnet XXII: Love, Banish’d Heav’n (Michael Drayton Poems)
Love, banish'd Heav'n, on Earth was held in scorn, Wand'ring abroad in need and beggary, And wanting friends, though of ...
Heroic Stanzas (John Dryden Poem)
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
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, ...
Me from Myself — to banish — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Me from Myself -- to banish -- Had I Art -- Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart -- But since ...
I’ll clutch — and clutch (Emily Dickinson Poems)
I'll clutch -- and clutch -- Next -- One -- Might be the golden touch -- Could take it -- ...
Bind me — I still can sing — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Bind me -- I still can sing -- Banish -- my mandolin Strikes true within -- Slay -- and my ...
Banish Air from Air — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Banish Air from Air -- Divide Light if you dare -- They'll meet While Cubes in a Drop Or Pellets ...
An Elegy upon the Death of the Dean of St. Paul’s, Dr. John (Thomas Carew Poems)
Can we not force from widow'd poetry, Now thou art dead (great Donne) one elegy To crown thy hearse? Why ...
From The Ladies Defence (Lady Mary Chudleigh Poem)
Melissa: I've still rever'd your Order as Divine; And when I see unblemish'd Virtue ...
Not Works (William Cowper Poem)
Grace, triumphant in the throne, Scorns a rival, reigns alone; Come and bow beneath her sway; Cast your idol works ...
Ephraim Repenting (William Cowper Poem)
(Jeremiah, xxxi. 18-20) My God, till I received Thy stroke, How like a beast was I! So unaccustom'd to the ...
Child Development (Billy Collins Poem)
As sure as prehistoric fish grew legs and sauntered off the beaches into forests working up some irregular verbs for ...
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 ...
IX. O Poverty! though from thy haggard eye… (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O POVERTY! though from thy haggard eye, Thy cheerless mein, of every charm bereft, Thy brow, that hope's last traces ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
To M. S. G. (Lord Byron Poem)
Whene'er I view those lips of thine, Their hue invites my fervent kiss; Yet, I forego that bliss divine, Alas! ...
I Saw Thee Weep (Lord Byron Poem)
I saw thee weep---the big bright tear Came o'er that eye of blue; And then methought it did appear A ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Oh! Mr Best You’re Very Bad (Jane Austen Poems)
Oh! Mr. Best, you're very bad And all the world shall know it; Your base behaviour shall be sung By ...
286. Song-Highland Harry back again (Robert Burns Poems)
MY Harry was a gallant gay, Fu' stately strade he on the plain; But now he's banish'd far away, I'll ...