Hundreds And Thousands (C J Dennis Poems)
But a scant 2000 folk, no more, Sitting solemn-faced within the pews,While the parsons preach and outward pour, In divers ...
Poems about bun (21 Poems)
The Fairy’s Motto (Ella Fraser Weller Poems)
A family of Fairies lived under the ground, And search as they might no place co'd be found, Where a ...
When Horace “Came Back” (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
CARMEN AMOEBAEUM IHorace: Book III, Ode 9."Donec gratus eram tibi--"HORACEWhen I was your stiddy, my loveliest Lyddy, ...
Light Cruisers (Old) (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
When you've marshalled your navies and gloried your fillIn the latest they show of invention and skill,The lion in strength ...
Gwallt Llio (Dafydd Nanmor Poems)
Llio eurwallt lliw arian, llewychu mae fal lluwch m?n. Mae ar ei phen, seren serch, ...
The Green Tie on the little Yellow Dog (Billy Bennett Poems)
There's a little sallow idle man lives north of Waterloo,And he owns the toughest music hall in town.There are broken ...
The Fly (General George S Patton Jnr Poems)
O, sweet slight friendWho frolics freeO'er cactus plainOr sandy lee, No one can lonelyLong remainWhile hearkening toThy blithe refrain When ...
Daddy (Billy Bennett Poems)
How nice to see the picture of a father and his sonMy father is my mother's wife and I'm his ...
The Handicap (C J Dennis Poems)
I think I should suit, for I've knowledge minute Of all tickets, time-tables, and trains;All speedings and slowings and comings ...
Steel Cathedrals (Derek van den Bogaerde Poems)
It seems to me, I spend my life in stations.Going, coming, standing, waiting.Paddington, Darlington, Shrewsbury, York.I know them all most ...
Rhyme Of One (Frederick Locker-Lampson Poems)
You sleep upon your mother's breast,Your race begun,A welcome, long a wished-for Guest,Whose age is One.A Baby-Boy, you wonder whyYou ...
Sakal Bun (Amir Khusro Poems)
Sakal bun (or Saghan bhun) phool rahi sarson,Sakal bun phool rahi.....Umbva phutay, tesu phulay, koyal bolay daar daar,Aur gori karat ...
Sausage (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Forget the frank, Give me the Fenway sausage. Lansdowne or Yawkey, Just give me the street, the crowds, the carts. ...
Fable (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter, "little prig": Bun replied, You are ...
This dirty — little — Heart (Emily Dickinson Poem)
This dirty -- little -- Heart Is freely mine. I won it with a Bun -- A Freckled shrine -- ...
My Heart upon a little Plate (Emily Dickinson Poem)
My Heart upon a little Plate Her Palate to delight A Berry or a Bun, would be, Might it an ...
Little Birds (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters ...
Mary (Edgar Bowers Poem)
The angel of self-discipline, her guardian Since she first knew and had to go away From home that spring to ...
GROTTY AND THE QUARRYMAN (Barry Tebb Poems)
(To Paul Sykes, author of 'Sweet Agony') He demolished five doors at a sitting And topped it off with an ...
My Mother On An Evening In Late Summer (Mark Strand Poems)
1 When the moon appears and a few wind-stricken barns stand out in the low-domed hills and shine with a ...
The Drowned Man (Alexander Pushkin Poems)
Children running into izba, Calling father, dripping sweat: "Daddy, daddy! come -- there is a Deadman caught inside our net." ...