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 ...
Poems about beauteous (51 Poems)
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 ...
St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
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 ...
King Candaules And The Doctor Of Laws (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
The Owl Describing her Young Ones (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Why was that baleful Creature made, Which seeks our Quiet to invade, And screams ill Omens through the Shade? 'Twas, ...
The Petition for an Absolute Retreat (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Give me, O indulgent Fate! Give me yet before I die A sweet, but absolute retreat, 'Mongst paths so lost ...
The Hymn (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise ...
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 ...
From The First Act Of The Aminta Of Tasso (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
An EPISTLE from Alexander to Hephaestion In His Sickness (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
WITH such a Pulse, with such disorder'd Veins, Such lab'ring Breath, as thy Disease constrains; With failing Eyes, that scarce ...
The Choir Invisible (George Eliot Poem)
Oh, may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their ...
To The Pious Memory Of The Accomplished Young Lady Mrs. Anne Killigrew (John Dryden Poem)
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
Ode (John Dryden Poem)
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
Holy Sonnet XIII: What If This Present Were The World’s Last Night? (John Donne Poems)
What if this present were the world's last night? Mark in my heart, O soul, where thou dost dwell, The ...
A Divine Mistress (Thomas Carew Poem)
In Nature's pieces still I see Some error that might mended be; Something my wish could still remove, Alter or ...
The Wish (Lady Mary Chudleigh Poem)
Would but indulgent Fortune send To me a kind, and faithful Friend, One who to Virtue's Laws is true, And ...
Narva and Mored (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
On Receipt Of My Mother’s Picture (William Cowper Poems)
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
Fears In Solitude (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
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!- ...
XII. Written at a Convent. (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
IF chance some pensive stranger, hither led, His bosom glowing from majestic views, The gorgeous dome, or the proud landscape's ...
VI. Evening, as slow thy placid shades descend… (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
EVENING, as slow thy placid shades descend, Veiling with gentlest hush the landscape still, The lonely battlement, and farthest hill ...
V. To the River Tweed. (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O TWEED! a stranger, that with wand'ring feet O'er hill and dale has journey'd many a mile, (If so his ...
In Westminster Abbey (John Betjeman Poem)
Let me take this other glove off As the vox humana swells, And the beauteous fields of Eden Bask beneath ...
From ‘The Testament of Beauty’ (Robert Seymour Bridges Poems)
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
The Death of the Flowers (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
The Skies (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Ay! gloriously thou standest there, Beautiful, boundless firmament! That swelling wide o'er earth and air, And round the horizon bent, ...