The Kalevala – Rune III (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
WAINAMOINEN AND YOUKAHAINEN.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,Passed his years in full contentment,On the meadows of Wainola,On the plains of Kalevala,Singing ever wondrous ...
Poems about brushwood (21 Poems)
The Borough. Letter XVI: Inhabitants Of The Alms-House. Benlow (George Crabbe Poems)
SEE! yonder badgeman with that glowing face,A meteor shining in this sober place!Vast sums were paid, and many years were ...
The Kalevala – Rune XXXI (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
KULLERWOINEN SON OF EVIL.In the ancient times a motherHatched and raised some swans and chickens,Placed the chickens in the brushwood,Placed ...
Daphne (George Meredith Poems)
Musing on the fate of Daphne,Many feelings urged my breast,For the God so keen desiring,And the Nymph so deep distrest.Never ...
The Cageing Of Ares (George Meredith Poems)
How big of breast our Mother Gaea laughedAt sight of her ...
The Cuckoo Wood (Edmund Beale Sargant Poems)
Cuckoo, are you calling me,Or is it a voice of wizardry?In these woodlands I am lost,From glade to glade of ...
The Bush Fire (Charles Harpur Poems)
'TIS nine o'clock:-to bed! cried Egremont,Who with his youthful household (for 'tis nowLong since) inhabited a lonely homeIn the Australian ...
The Place Where the Old Horse Died (George J Whyte Melville Poems)
In the hollow, by the pollard, where the crop is tall and rank Of the dock-leaf and the nettle growing ...
L’ile Sainte Croix (Arthur Wentworth Hamilton Eaton Poems)
The first French Settlement in America was made here in 1604.WITH tangled brushwood overgrown, And here and there a lofty ...
Will O’ The Wisp (George Meredith Poems)
Follow me, follow me, Over brake and under tree, Thro' the bosky tanglery, Brushwood and bramble! Follow me, follow me, ...
Sometime at a concert hall, in recollection (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Sometime at a concert hall, in recollection,A Brahms intermezzo will wound me-I'll start,Remember that summer, the flowerbed garden,The walks and ...
Leaf-Time (David Gow Poems)
THE blackbird spheral music makes Like Chrysostom with golden mouth;Slowly the flowering cherry breaks ...
Gypsy Bride (Dorothy Una Ratcliffe Poems)
FORGET 'at iver I ran barefootAn' danced round a brushwood fire,An' oot of our vardo window watchedStars dim a poplar ...
An April Morning (Bliss William Carman Poems)
ONCE more in misted AprilThe world is growing green.Along the winding riverThe plumey willows lean.Beyond the sweeping meadowsThe looming mountains ...
The City of Sleep (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"The Brushwood Boy"--The Day's Work Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the ...
Rain (Tu Fu Poem)
Roads not yet glistening, rain slight, Broken clouds darken after thinning away. Where they drift, purple cliffs blacken. And beyond ...
Earth Voices (Bliss Carman Poem)
I I heard the spring wind whisper Above the brushwood fire, "The world is made forever Of transport and desire. ...
Home Thoughts, From Abroad (Robert Browning Poem)
Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the ...
The Journey (James Wright Poems)
Anghiari is medieval, a sleeve sloping down A steep hill, suddenly sweeping out To the edge of a cliff, and ...
A Forsaken Garden (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
IN a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, Walled round ...
The Battle of Bannockburn (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn Beat the English in every wheel and turn, And made them fly in great ...