Hermann And Dorothea – IX. Urania (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
CONCLUSION.O YE Muses, who gladly favour a love that is heartfelt,Who on his way the excellent youth have hitherto guided,Who ...
Poems about bed-time (17 Poems)
Advice To Ev’ry Master Of A Family, To Govern His House In A Religious Manner (Rees Prichard Poems)
If truly pious thou wou'dst fain appear,And strictly Christian, whilst thou livest here,To a small church convert thy own abode,And ...
A November Night’s Traveller (Joanna Baillie Poems)
HE , who with journey well begun,Beneath the beam of morning's sun,Stretching his view o'er hill and dale,And distant city, ...
From “January” (John Clare Poems)
Supper removed, the mother sits,And tells her tales by starts and fits.Not willing to lose time or toil,She knits or ...
Freedoms (Gerald Gould Poems)
1Those were our freedoms, and we come to this: The climbing road that lures the climbing feet Is lost: there lies no ...
The Trimmin’s on the Rosary (John O Brien Poems)
Ah, the memories that find me now my hair is turning gray,Drifting in like painted butterflies from paddocks far away;Dripping ...
In The Twilight (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
NOT bed-time yet! The night-winds blow,The stars are out,--full well we knowThe nurse is on the stair,With hand of ice ...
Thunder At Night (Robert Graves Poems)
Restless and hot two children lay Plagued with uneasy dreams,Each wandered lonely through false day A twilight torn with screams.True to the ...
Song Of The Bell. (From The German) (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Bell! thou soundest merrily,When the bridal party To the church doth hie!Bell! thou soundest solemnly.When, on Sabbath morning, Fields deserted lie!Bell! thou ...
These Two (Harriet Monroe Poems)
They died these two &mdashThe little boys I knew &mdashOne at Gallipoli and one in France.Long ago &mdashOh, twenty years ...
Mother and Daughter- Sonnet Sequence (Augusta Davies Webster Poems)
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
Saarchinkold! (Clara Doty Bates Poems)
Nose to window, Still as a mouse, Watching grampa "Bank the house." Out of the barrow ...
Lilacs (Amy Lowell Poems)
Lilacs, False blue, White, Purple, Color of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England. ...
Go, tak thi ragg’d childer an’ flit (Ben Brierley Poems)
Has eawr Jammy bin here to-neet?Oh! theaw'rt theer, theau great drunken slotchIt's strange if au nowt elze to doBo' ha' ...
March (Archibald Lampman Poems)
Over the dripping roofs and sunk snow-barrows,The bells are ringing loud and strangely near,The shout of children dins upon mine ...
Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
From “Snow-Bound,” 11:1-40, 116-154 (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder ...