Kenmare River (Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch Poems)
'Tis pretty to be in Ballinderry,'Tis pretty to be in Ballindoon,But 'tis prettier far in County KerryCoortin' under the bran' ...
Poems about bridget (21 Poems)
The Ground Squirrel (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
BLESS us, and save us! What's here?Pop!At a bound,A tiny brown creature, grotesque in his grace,Is sitting before us, and ...
The Babies of Walloon (Henry Lawson Poems)
He was lengthsman on the railway, and his station scarce deservedThat "pre-eminence in sorrow" of the Majesty he served,But as dear ...
When Papa’s Sick (Joseph C Lincoln Poems)
When Papa's sick, my goodness sakes!Such awful, awful times it makes.He speaks in, oh! such lonesome tones,And gives such ghas'ly ...
A Family Epsitle To A Friend (Anne MacVicar Grant Poems)
DEAR BEATRICE , with pleasure I read your kind letter;On the subject, methinks, there could scarce be a better:How vivid ...
The Weather-Prophet (Christopher Pearse Cranch Poems)
A Fable."WHAT can the matter be with the thermometer?Is it the sun or the moon or the comet, orSomething broke ...
Master Johnny’s Next-Door Neighbor (Francis Bret Harte Poems)
It was spring the first time that I saw her, for her papa and mamma moved inNext door, just as ...
Mabel’s Lesson (Ella Fraser Weller Poems)
Mabel stood by the garden gate Swinging her hat in a careless way; A frown on her face, a ...
Dan’s Wife (Anonymous Americas Poems)
Up in early morning light,Sweeping, dusting, "setting right,"Oiling all the household springs,Sewing buttons, tying strings,Telling Bridget what to do,Mending rips ...
Steps (Frank O Hara Poems)
How funny you are today New Yorklike Ginger Rogers in Swingtimeand St. Bridget's steeple leaning a little to the lefthere ...
Help (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
The Passionate Householder to his LoveCome, live with us and be our cook,And we will all the whimsies brookThat German, ...
New England Cocky (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
'Twas a New England Cocky, as of late I've been told,Who died, so 'tis said, on account of the cold.When ...
St. Bridget (Abram Joseph Ryan Poems)
Sweet heaven's smileGleamed o'er the isle, That gems the dreamy sea.One far gone day,And flash'd its ray,More than a thousand ...
The Shadow People (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Old lame Bridget doesn't hearFairy music in the grassWhen the gloaming's on the mereAnd the shadow people pass:Never hears their ...
The Spider as an Artist (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Spider as an Artist Has never been employed -- Though his surpassing Merit Is freely certified By every Broom ...
The Fairies (William Allingham Poem)
Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good ...
The Host Of The Air (William Butler Yeats Poems)
O'Driscoll drove with a song The wild duck and the drake From the tall and the tufted reeds Of the ...
East India Grill Villanelle (Cecilia Woloch Poems)
Across the table, Bridget sneaks a smile; she's caught me staring past her at the man who brings us curried ...
A Ballad upon a Wedding (Sir John Suckling Poems)
I tell thee, Dick, where I have been, Where I the rarest things have seen, O, things without compare! Such ...
The Confessor, a Sanctified Tale (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
When SUPERSTITION rul'd the land And Priestcraft shackled Reason, At GODSTOW dwelt a goodly band, Grey monks they were, and ...
The Troubles of Matthew Mahoney (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
In a little town in Devonshire, in the mellow September moonlight, A gentleman passing along a street saw a pitiful ...