Scenes From The Faust Of Goethe (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
SCENE 1.-PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.RAPHAEL:The sun makes music as of oldAmid ...
Poems about broomstick (17 Poems)
Under The Willows (James Russell Lowell Poems)
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
The Virtues Of Sid Hamet The Magician’s Rod (Jonathan Swift Poems)
The rod was but a harmless wand, While Moses held it in his hand;But, soon as e'er he laid it down,Twas ...
The Sweet Little Man (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
DEDICATED TO THE STAY-AT-HOME RANGERSNow, while our soldiers are fighting our battles,Each at his post to do all that he ...
Extract From “A New England Legend” (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
How has New England's romance fled,Even as a vision of the morning!Its rites foredone, its guardians dead,Its priestesses, bereft of ...
The Witches Song (Ruth Bedford Poems)
'Hoity-toity! Hop-o'-my-thumb!Tweedledee and Tweedledum!All hobgoblins come to me,Over the mountains, over the sea:Come in a hurry, come in a crowd,Flying, ...
Hang Up Your Stocking (Madge Morris Wagner Poems)
Laugh, little bright-eyes, hang up your stocking; Don't count the days any more;Old Santa Claus will soon be knocking, Knocking, Knocking at the ...
The Puzzle is no Puzzle (James Merrill Poems)
A card table in the library stands readyTo receive the puzzle which keeps never coming.Daylight shines in or lamplight downUpon ...
If I had a Broomstick (Patrick R Chalmers Poems)
IF I had a broomstick, and knew how to ride it,I'd fly through the windows when Jane goes to tea,And ...
The Witch’e Last Ride (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
The earth smells dank, the weeds grow rank, The cold ...
To The Comic Spirit (George Meredith Poems)
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
The Little Army (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Little women, little men,Childhood never comes again.Live it gaily while you may;Give your baby souls to play;March to sound of ...
The Snow Man (Charles Hamilton Musgrove Poems)
Poor shape grotesque that careless hands have wrought! Frail wistful thing, left gaping at the sun ...
II. The Pauper Witch of Grafton (Robert Frost Poem)
Now that they've got it settled whose I be, I'm going to tell them something they won't like: They've got ...
278. On the late Captain Grose’s Peregrinations (Robert Burns Poems)
HEAR, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;- If there's a hole in a' your coats, ...
Imagining you’d come to say goodbye… (Jennifer Reeser Poems)
Imagining you'd come to say goodbye, I made a doll of raffia and string. I gave her thatch hair, and ...
The Granny Grey, a Love Tale (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
DAME DOWSON, was a granny grey, Who, three score years and ten, Had pass'd her busy hours away, In talking ...