The Discontent. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
I. HEre take no Care, take here no Care, my Muse, Nor ought of Art or Labour use: But let ...
Poems about briny (31 Poems)
Robin Hood (John Keats Poem)
to a friend No! those days are gone away And their hours are old and gray, And their minutes buried ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
The Song of the Shirt (Thomas Hood Poem)
With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and ...
Witness (Anthony Hecht Poem)
Against the enormous rocks of a rough coast The ocean rams itself in pitched assault And spastic rage to which ...
Limbo (Seamus Heaney Poem)
Fishermen at Ballyshannon Netted an infant last night Along with the salmon. An illegitimate spawning, A small one thrown back ...
The Phantom Horsewoman. (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Queer are the ways of a man I know: He comes and stands In a careworn craze, And looks at ...
An Exile’s Farewell (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
The ocean heaves around us still With long and measured swell, The autumn gales our canvas fill, Our ship rides ...
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
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 ...
Song from Aella (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
O SING unto my roundelay, O drop the briny tear with me; Dance no more at holyday, Like a running ...
The Walrus And The Carpenter (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Tweedledee said to Alice, "You like poetry-" "Ye-es, pretty well-some poetry," Alice said doubtfully. "What shall I repeat to her," ...
A Dialogue between Old England and New (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
At The Fishhouses (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Although it is a cold evening, down by one of the fishhouses an old man sits netting, his net, in ...
The Lay of a Golden Goose (Louisa May Alcott Poem)
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
28. Poor Mailie’s Elegy (Robert Burns Poems)
LAMENT in rhyme, lament in prose, Wi' saut tears trickling down your nose; Our bardie's fate is at a close, ...
The Wreck of the Steamer Mohegan (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Good people of high and low degree, I pray ye all to list to me, And I'll relate a terrible ...
The Wreck of the Steamer Stella (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas in the month of March and in the year of 1899, Which will be remembered for a very long ...
Young Munro the Sailor (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas on a sunny morning in the month of May, I met a pretty damsel on the banks o' the ...
A Summary History of Lord Clive (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
About a hundred and fifty years ago, History relates it happened so, A big ship sailed from the shores of ...
A Tale of the Sea (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
A pathetic tale of the sea I will unfold, Enough to make one's blood run cold; Concerning four fishermen cast ...
Annie Marshall the Foundling (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Annie Marshall was a foundling, and lived in Downderry, And was trained up by a coast-guardsman, kind-hearted and merry And ...
Grace Darling (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
As the night was beginning to close in one rough September day In the year of 1838, a steamer passed ...
John Rouat the Fisherman (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Margaret Simpson was the daughter of humble parents in the county of Ayr, With a comely figure, and face of ...
The Burning of the Ship Kent (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Good people of high and low degree, I pray ye all to list to me, And I'll relate a harrowing ...
The Burning of the Steamer City of Montreal (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
A sad tale of the sea I will relate, which will your hearts appal Concerning the burning of the steamship ...
The Clepington Catastrophe (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas on a Monday morning, and in the year of 1884, That a fire broke out in Bailie Bradford's store, ...
The Collision in the English Channel (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas on a Sunday morning, and in the year of 1888, The steamer "Saxmundham," laden with coal and coke for ...
The Loss of the Victoria (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Alas! Now o'er Britannia there hangs a gloom, Because over 400 British Tars have met with a watery tomb; Who ...
The Wreck of the Columbine (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Kind Christians, all pay attention to me, And Miss Mouat's sufferings I'll relate to ye; While on board the Columbine, ...