Beowulf (Episode 17) (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
THEN hastened those heroes their home to see,friendless, to find the Frisian land,houses and high burg. Hengest stillthrough the death-dyed ...
Poems about bode (21 Poems)
Beowulf (Episode 01) (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Now Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings,leader beloved, and long he ruledin fame with all folk, since his ...
Winfreda (Eugene Field Poems)
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE)When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day,The fair Winfreda bode at ...
The Mist And The Sea (Clinton Scollard Poems)
The mist crept in from the sea Out of the void and the vast; And it bore the silver ...
The Eumenides (Edith Wharton Poems)
Think you we slept within the Delphic bower,What time our victim sought Apollo's grace?Nay, drawn into ourselves, in that deep ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Additions (Thomas Hardy Poem)
The Fire at Tranter Sweatley's THEY had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and ...
The Fire At Tranter Sweatley’s (Thomas Hardy Poems)
They had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' ...
Winfreda (Eugene Field Poem)
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
A proper trewe idyll of camelot (Eugene Field Poem)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
His Heart was darker than the starless night (Emily Dickinson Poem)
His Heart was darker than the starless night For that there is a morn But in this black Receptacle Can ...
The Price Of Parting (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Will they be there for you when you die? Will they hold your hands and cry until you've breathed your ...
Bitter sweet (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The events of September 11th 2001 remain bitter sweet; as well as 2973 innocents confirmed dead (with their 19 terrorist ...
The Cook’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake, For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the ...
California Plush (Frank Bidart Poem)
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
11. Song-Here’s to thy health, my bonie lass (Robert Burns Poems)
HERE'S to thy health, my bonie lass, Gude nicht and joy be wi' thee; I'll come nae mair to thy ...
CHARMIDES (Oscar Wilde Poems)
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
Idylls of the King: The Last Tournament (excerpt) (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
The Last Tournament (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
The Holy Grail (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
The Lay Of The Bell (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...