THE NEW AMOR. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
AMOR, not the child, the youthful lover of Psyche, Look'd round Olympus one day, boldly, to triumph inured; There he ...
Poems about bolt (31 Poems)
The Spoilsport (Robert Graves Poem)
My familiar ghost again Comes to see what he can see, Critic, son of Conscious Brain, Spying on our privacy. ...
The Form of the Calling (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A sense of what is right what I simply must do faithful to my gifts from God words to share ...
Lincoln (John Gould Fletcher Poem)
I Like a gaunt, scraggly pine Which lifts its head above the mournful sandhills; And patiently, through dull years of ...
Prof. vere de blaw (Eugene Field Poem)
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
The Nightingale (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
The Amorous Courtesan (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
The Runaway (Robert Frost Poem)
Once when the snow of the year was beginning to fall, We stopped by a mountain pasture to say 'Whose ...
The Soul should always stand ajar (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Soul should always stand ajar That if the Heaven inquire He will not be obliged to wait Or shy ...
It troubled me as once I was — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It troubled me as once I was -- For I was once a Child -- Concluding how an Atom -- ...
We don’t cry — Tim and I, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
We don't cry -- Tim and I, We are far too grand -- But we bolt the door tight To ...
The farthest Thunder that I heard (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The farthest Thunder that I heard Was nearer than the Sky And rumbles still, though torrid Noons Have lain their ...
So Let Us Dare (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
How do we discover an antidote to each other, a faculty to commune in spiteful space? Our bleeding hearts and ...
Lepanto (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
The Wizard Way (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Wizard Way (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Marginalia (Billy Collins Poem)
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
The Art Of Drowning (Billy Collins Poem)
I wonder how it all got started, this business about seeing your life flash before your eyes while you drown, ...
Filthy Savior (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
Look at this storm, the idiot, pouring its heart out here, of all places, an industrial suburb on a Sunday, ...
Mouths Of Hippopotami And Some Recent Novels (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
(with apologies to Frederic Taber Cooper) I well recall (and who does not) The circus bill-board hippopotamus, whose wide distended ...
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 ...
The Strange Lady (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Requiem (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
Buried Life, The (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
The Buried Life (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...