The Adirondacs (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
A JOURNAL.DEDICATED TO MY FELLOW-TRAVELLERS IN AUGUST, 1858.Wise and polite,--and if I drewTheir several portraits, you would ownChaucer had no ...
Poems about botanist (14 Poems)
British Georgics. May (James Grahame Poems)
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
Quatrains (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
S. H.With beams December planets dartHis cold eye truth and conduct scanned,July was in his sunny heart,October in his liberal ...
Spring (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Fairy Spring, in kirtle green,Stealing through the woods, is seenGliding o'er the freshening meadowBright with sunshine, dim with shadow,Smiling on ...
The Sage Enamoured And The Honest Lady (George Meredith Poems)
IOne fairest of the ripe unwedded leftHer shadow on the Sage's path; he found,By common signs, that she had done ...
Cadet Grey – Canto II (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
IWhere West Point crouches, and with lifted shield Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;Whose jutting crags, half silver, ...
Botany-Bay Flowers (Barron Field Poems)
GOD of this Planet! for the name best fitsThe purblind view, which men of this "dim spot"Can take of THEE, ...
Elizabeth Childers (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Dust of my dust, And dust with my dust, O, child who died as you entered the world, Dead with ...
Poet And Botanist (Constance Naden Poems)
FAIR are the bells of this bright-flowering weed; Nectar and pollen treasuries, where grope Innocent thieves; the Poet lets them ...
Finis (Cyprian Kamil Norwid Poems)
...Having dug out treachery beneath meI end something of life in ending mecum-vade, Made up of a hundred pearls threaded ...
The Season (Anonymous British Poems)
Now spring the living herbs, profusely wild,O'er all the deep green earth, beyond the powerOf botanist to number ...
Non-Stop (Edward Taylor Poems)
It seemed as if the enormous journey was finally approaching its conclusion. From the window of the train the last ...
Non-Stop (James Tate Poems)
It seemed as if the enormous journey was finally approaching its conclusion. From the window of the train the last ...
Elizabeth Childers (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Dust of my dust, And dust with my dust, O, child who died as you entered the world, Dead with ...