A School Song (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"Let us now praise famous men"-- Men of little showing-- For their work continueth, And their work continueth, Broad and ...
Poems about borders (31 Poems)
The Old Issue (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets, "Many feet have worn it and the road is old ...
The Last Chantey (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"And there was no more sea." Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim Calling to the Angels ...
Desesperanto (Marilyn Hacker Poem)
After Joseph Roth Parce que c'était lui; parce que c'était moi. Montaigne, De L'amitië The dream's forfeit was a night ...
Sunday (George Herbert Poem)
O day most calm, most bright The fruit of this, the next world's bud, Th'endorsement of supreme delight, Writ by ...
Act of Union (Seamus Heaney Poem)
I To-night, a first movement, a pulse, As if the rain in bogland gathered head To slip and flood: a ...
Exhortations from the Pulpit (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She raised words of actions calls to action, to not stand in the way; but to enable, to embolden, to ...
The River Scamander (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
The Changeling (Russell Edson Poem)
A man had a son who was an anvil. And then sometimes he was an automobile tire. I do wish ...
The Sphynx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
The Sphinx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
Sonnet XXXII: Our Flood’s-Queen Thames (Michael Drayton Poems)
Our flood's-queen Thames for ships and swans is crown'd, And stately Severn for her shore is prais'd, The crystal Trent ...
The Ancestral Dwelling (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Dear to my heart are the ancestral dwellings of America, Dearer than if they were haunted by ghosts of royal ...
Autumn in the Garden (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
At Ithaca (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
Over and back, the long waves crawl and track the sand with foam; night darkens, and the sea takes on ...
If democratically elected (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What is it with Hezbollah representing barely 15% of the Lebanese Parliament living outside the government immersed in an undeclared ...
The Vagabonds (Bliss Carman Poem)
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
Darius (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
The poet Phernazis is composing the important part of his epic poem. How Darius, son of Hystaspes, assumed the kingdom ...
The River of Life (Thomas Campbell Poem)
The more we live, more brief appear Our life's succeeding stages; A day to childhood seems a year, And years ...
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 HUDSON (Luis Benitez Poem)
O! Und dann wieder dies Bei-sich-selbst-Sein! Diese Stummheiten! Dies Getriebenwerden! .................................................................................. O! And then to be with -our -very -selves! ...
Home (Anne Bronte Poem)
How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ivy plays! While yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays. ...
Passion (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SOME have won a wild delight, By daring wilder sorrow; Could I gain thy love to-night, I'd hazard death to-morrow. ...
Spring in Town (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
Summer Wind (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
The Old Vicarage, Granchester (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Just now the lilac is in bloom, All before my little room; And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the ...
That the Science of Cartography Is Limited (Eavan Boland Poem)
-and not simply by the fact that this shading of forest cannot show the fragrance of balsam, the gloom of ...
519. Ballad on Mr. Heron’s Election-No. 2 (Robert Burns Poems)
FY, let us a' to Kirkcudbright, For there will be bickerin' there; For Murray's light horse are to muster, And ...
Rugby Chapel (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...