At Half past Three, a single Bird (Emily Dickinson Poem)
At Half past Three, a single Bird Unto a silent Sky Propounded but a single term Of cautious melody. At ...
Poems about bird (51 Poems)
A Bird came down the Walk (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Bird came down the Walk -- He did not know I saw -- He bit an Angleworm in halves ...
“Hope” is the thing with feathers (Emily Dickinson Poem)
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -- That perches in the soul -- And sings the tune without the words ...
White Nassau (Bliss Carman Poem)
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
By the Aurelian Wall (Bliss Carman Poem)
In Memory of John Keats By the Aurelian Wall, Where the long shadows of the centuries fall From Caius Cestius' ...
The Great Minimum (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
It is something to have wept as we have wept, It is something to have done as we have done, ...
Lord Ullin’s Daughter (Thomas Campbell Poems)
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound, Cries, ``Boatman, do not tarry! And I'll give thee a silver pound To row ...
Old Testament Gospel (William Cowper Poem)
(Hebrews, iv.2) Israel in ancient days Not only had a view Of Sinai in a blaze, But learn'd the Gospel ...
Prayer for Children (William Cowper Poem)
Gracious Lord, our children see, By Thy mercy we are free; But shall these, alas! remain Subjects still of Satan's ...
Clemente’s Images (Robert Creeley Poems)
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
About The Nightingale (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale: In stale blank verse a subject stale I send ...
Prologue (Lewis Carroll Poem)
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are ...
Poeta Fit, Non Nascitur (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"How shall I be a poet? How shall I write in rhyme? You told me once the very wish Partook ...
All In The Golden Afternoon (Lewis Carroll Poem)
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are ...
The Winter’s Spring (John Clare Poems)
The winter comes; I walk alone, I want no bird to sing; To those who keep their hearts their own ...
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 ...
Elegy: Walking the Line (Edgar Bowers Poem)
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
On a Portrait of a Deaf Man (John Betjeman Poem)
The kind old face, the egg-shaped head, The tie, discreetly loud, The loosely fitting shooting clothes, A closely fitting shroud. ...
Alexander And Zenobia (Anne Bronte Poem)
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
Stanzas (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
IF thou be in a lonely place, If one hour's calm be thine, As Evening bends her placid face O'er ...
The Sun Has Set (Emily Bronte Poem)
The sun has set, and the long grass now Waves dreamily in the evening wind; And the wild bird has ...
A little while, a little while (Emily Bronte Poem)
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
The West Wind (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Beneath the forest's skirts I rest, Whose branching pines rise dark and high, And hear the breezes of the West ...
A Forest Hymn (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
Contemplations (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Heroic Poem in Praise of Wine (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Dream Song 5: Henry sats in de bar & was odd (John Berryman Poem)
Henry sats in de bar & was odd, off in the glass from the glass, at odds wif de world ...
THE SWAN (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
ANDROMACHE, I think of you! The stream, The poor, sad mirror where in bygone days Shone all the majesty of ...
The Albatross (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
Often, to amuse themselves, the crew of the ship Would fell an albatross, the largest of sea birds, Indolent companions ...