Two idylls from bion the smyrnean (Eugene Field Poem)
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
Poems about cattle (43 Poems)
Horace iii. 13 (Eugene Field Poem)
O fountain of Bandusia, Whence crystal waters flow, With garlands gay and wine I'll pay The sacrifice I owe; A ...
The Little Bell (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind! His promises are naught, too oft we find; I vowed (I hope ...
The Vantage Point (Robert Frost Poem)
If tired of trees I seek again mankind, Well I know where to hie me--in the dawn, To a slope ...
Magna Carta (Marriott Edgar Poem)
I'll tell of the Magna Charter As were signed at the Barons' command On Runningmead Island in t' middle of ...
If You Only Knew (Robert Desnos Poem)
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
Twilight in the Alps (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I love the hour that comes, with dusky hair And dewy feet, along the Alpine dells To lead the cattle ...
Storm-Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
O Music hast thou only heard The laughing river, the singing bird, The murmuring wind in the poplar-trees,-- Nothing but ...
Hudson’s Last Voyage (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
Elegy IV: The Perfume (John Donne Poem)
Once, and but once found in thy company, All thy supposed escapes are laid on me; And as a thief ...
Those cattle smaller than a Bee (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Those cattle smaller than a Bee That herd upon the eye -- Whose tillage is the passing Crumb -- Those ...
They called me to the Window, for (Emily Dickinson Poem)
They called me to the Window, for " 'Twas Sunset" -- Some one said -- I only saw a Sapphire ...
The Winters are so short (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Winters are so short -- I'm hardly justified In sending all the Birds away -- And moving into Pod ...
The Wind begun to rock the Grass (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Wind begun to rock the Grass With threatening Tunes and low -- He threw a Menace at the Earth ...
Other side (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The dung was recent, not an event unusual in itself but difficult to explain of cows grazing the other side ...
Good neighbours (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
To my shame I've been mending fences again. a quaint habit I inherited from my father; he would rather fix ...
An Excelente Balade of Charitie: As Wroten bie the Gode Pri (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
The Task: Book V, The Winter Morning Walk (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
The Task: Book I, The Sofa (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
Thou know'st my praise of nature most sincere, And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Agoraphobia (John Burnside Poem)
My whole world is all you refuse: a black light, angelic and cold on the path to the orchard, fox-runs ...
Dilton Marsh Halt (John Betjeman Poem)
Was it worth keeping the Halt open, We thought as we looked at the sky Red through the spread of ...
The Girt Woak Tree (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
All Distance (Erin Belieu Poem)
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
The Girt Woak Tree (William Barnes Poem)
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
In this World (Wendell Berry Poem)
The hill pasture, an open place among the trees, tilts into the valley. The clovers and tall grasses are in ...
Women (Louise Bogan Poem)
Women have no wilderness in them, They are provident instead, Content in the tight hot cell of their hearts To ...
How They Brought The Good News From Ghent To Aix (Robert Browning Poem)
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
86. The Auld Farmer’s New-Year-Morning Salutation to his Auld Mare, Maggie (Robert Burns Poems)
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...