When the Shy Star Goes Forth in Heaven (James Joyce Poem)
When the shy star goes forth in heaven All maidenly, disconsolate, Hear you amid the drowsy even One who is ...
Poems about chant (31 Poems)
The Church On Comiaken Hill (Richard Hugo Poem)
for Sydney Pettit The lines are keen against today's bad sky about to rain. We're white and understand why Indians ...
A Lyric to Mirth (Robert Herrick Poem)
While the milder fates consent, Let's enjoy our merriment : Drink, and dance, and pipe, and play ; Kiss our ...
The Farewell XXVIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit ...
Plutonian Ode (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive ...
The Farmers Seed (Gary R. Ferris Poem)
The farmer lies wide awake at night, In his heart is filled with a fright. Tomorrow he will plant his ...
Extraordinary Feats (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Ordinary people, extraordinary things things they could not do done done in the name of Jesus, the martyred king the ...
Monadnoc (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
To Dan (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
STEP me now a bridal measure, Work give way to love and leisure, Hearts be free and hearts be gay ...
We — Bee and I — live by the quaffing (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We -- Bee and I -- live by the quaffing -- 'Tisn't all Hock -- with us -- Life has ...
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad, There's not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boughs -- ...
His Feet are shod with Gauze — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
His Feet are shod with Gauze -- His Helmet, is of Gold, His Breast, a Single Onyx With Chrysophrase, inlaid. ...
All these my banners be. (Emily Dickinson Poem)
All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May -- It rises train by train -- Then sleeps ...
Talk to me of love (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Talk to me of love with wonder in your eyes, of limber magic flying through the veiling air and soft-edged ...
“What says the sea, little shell?” (Stephen Crane Poem)
"What says the sea, little shell? What says the sea? Long has our brother been silent to us, Kept his ...
Christmass (John Clare Poem)
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
THE HUDSON (Luis Benitez Poem)
O! Und dann wieder dies Bei-sich-selbst-Sein! Diese Stummheiten! Dies Getriebenwerden! .................................................................................. O! And then to be with -our -very -selves! ...
Men of Verdun (Laurence Binyon Poem)
There are five men in the moonlight That by their shadows stand; Three hobble humped on crutches, And two lack ...
In Reference to Her Children (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
I had eight birds hatched in one nest, Four cocks there were, and hens the rest. I nursed them up ...
Part 4 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
318. Song-The Banks o’ Doon (Third Version) (Robert Burns Poems)
YE banks and braes o' bonie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye ...
317. Song-The Banks o’ Doon (Second Version) (Robert Burns Poems)
YE flowery banks o' bonie Doon, How can ye blume sae fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And ...
83. The Cotter’s Saturday Night (Robert Burns Poems)
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
Lily-Bell and Thistledown Song I (Louisa May Alcott Poem)
Awake! Awake! for the earliest gleam Of golden sunlight shines On the rippling waves, that brightly flow Beneath the flowering ...
Rhénane d’Automne (Guillaume Apollinaire Poems)
Mon verre est plein d'un vin trembleur comme une flamme Ecoutez la chanson lente d'un batelier Qui raconte avoir vu ...
Syringa (John Ashbery Poem)
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
62. Epistle to William Simson (Robert Burns Poems)
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
Ye Banks And Braes O’Bonnie Doon (Robert Burns Poems)
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fair! How can ye chant, ye little birds, ...
Work And Contemplation (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
The woman singeth at her spinning-wheel A pleasant chant, ballad or barcarole; She thinketh of her song, upon the whole, ...