The Maid-Martyr (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
Poems about certitude (13 Poems)
The Streams (John Kenyon Poems)
Two streams there were, two streams from separate founts, Both beautiful to see, and one-most holy; (From Siloa this, and this from ...
Listen, Beloved (Laurence Hope Poems)
Listen, Beloved, the Casurinas quiver, Each tassel prays the wind to set it free,Hark to the frantic sobbing of the river, Wild ...
Dirge At The Edge Of Woods (Leonie Adams Poems)
Gold shed upon suckling gold,The time of the bole blackens,Of the dark mounted through dapple,While in the sealed appleThe seed ...
On Teaching The Young (Yvor Winters Poems)
The young are quick of speech.Grown middle-aged, I teachCorrosion and distrust,Exacting what I must.A poem is what standsWhen imperceptive hands,Feeling, ...
l’Orange (Francis Ponge Poems)
Comme dans l'?ponge il y a dans l'orange une aspiration ? reprendre contenance apr?s avoir subi l'?preuve de l'expression. Mais ...
Widows (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
The world was widowed by the death of Christ:Vainly its suffering soul for peace has soughtAnd found it not.For nothing, ...
‘By Reason Of Thy Law’ (Francis Thompson Poems)
Here I make oath--Although the heart that knows its bitternessHear loath,And credit less--That he who kens to meet Pain's kisses ...
The Portrait (Alexander Anderson Poems)
So thanks again; in after years That down the slope of time will range,With fading hopes and many fears, And ...
Be Not Dismayed (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Be not dismayed, be not dismayed when deathSets its white seal upon some worshipped face.Poor human nature for a little ...
On A Replica Of The Parthenon (Donald Grady Davidson Poems)
Why do they come? What do they seekWho build but never read their GreekThe classic stillness of a poolBeleaguered in ...
Certitude (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
There was a time when I was confidentThat God's stupendous mystery of birthWas mine to know. The wonder of it ...
La dètresse s’enroule (Judith Skillman Poems)
Poem by Anne-Marie Derése. Le volcan en attente au fond de nous ronge, creuse, tremble, soupése ses chances. La dètresse ...