L’Envoi (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Ye voices, that arose After the Evening's close, And whispered to my restless heart repose! Go, breathe it in the ...
Poems about chills (27 Poems)
Troopin’ (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
Troopin', troopin', troopin' to the sea: 'Ere's September come again -- the six-year men are free. O leave the dead ...
An Old Song (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
So long as 'neath the Kalka hills The tonga-horn shall ring, So long as down the Solon dip The hard-held ...
The Native-Born (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
We've drunk to the Queen -- God bless her! -- We've drunk to our mothers' land; We've drunk to our ...
Fuzzy-Wuzzy (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(Soudan Expeditionary Force) We've fought with many men acrost the seas, An' some of 'em was brave an' some was ...
confession (Rg Gregory Poem)
for all my country poses my cells belong to a town grass is symbol-deep in me but brick dips deeper ...
In the Candle’s Flame (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
I sat transfixed, enthralled, entranced in the grip the allure, the beauty the magic in the flickering flame slowly consuming ...
Dirty Water (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
"The Jordan River is muddy and cold, chills the body but not the soul", or so said our songs in ...
Singing the Mystery (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
That the light of the earth, light from heaven was snuffed out suffered humiliating all to human death that he ...
The Vernal Age (Philip Freneau Poem)
WHERE the pheasant roosts at night, Lonely, drowsy, out of sight, Where the evening breezes sigh Solitary, there stray I. ...
Lethargy of leaden wings (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I hadn't had the 'flu in ages, avoided all those awful places fraught of gritty eyes and splitting heads, patrons ...
Free from intrusion (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
The Double Ninth Festival (Li Ching Chao Poem)
To the tune of "Intoxicated Under the Shadow of Flowers" Light mists and heavy clouds, melancholy the long dreary day. ...
Autumn Love (Li Ching Chao Poem)
Search. Search. Seek. Seek. Cold. Cold. Clear. Clear. Sorrow. Sorrow. Pain. Pain. Hot flashes. Sudden chills. Stabbing pains. Slow agonies. ...
The Copernican System (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
The Sun revolving on his axis turns, And with creative fire intensely burns; Impell'd by forcive air, our Earth supreme, ...
Reflections On Having Left A Place Of Retirement (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
The Daughter Of The Year (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Nature, when she made thee, dear, Begged the treasures of the year. For thy cheeks, all pink and white, Spring ...
Lines Written at Thorp Green (Anne Bronte Poem)
That summer sun, whose genial glow Now cheers my drooping spirit so Must cold and distant be, And only light ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
A little while, a little while (Emily Bronte Poem)
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
Stanzas To The Po (Lord Byron Poem)
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by thy brink, ...
Human Life’s Mystery (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
We sow the glebe, we reap the corn, We build the house where we may rest, And then, at moments, ...
EPISTLE II: TO A LADY (Of the Characters of Women) (Alexander Pope Poems)
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
Adventures Of Isabel (Ogden Nash Poems)
Isabel met an enormous bear, Isabel, Isabel, didn't care; The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous, The bear's big ...
Samson Agonistes (Ogden Nash Poems)
I test my bath before I sit, And I'm always moved to wonderment That what chills the finger not a ...
Central Park Violence (Sharon Esther Lampert Poems)
Central Park: Water Fight, Flight, and Tears June 1 2001, N.Y. C., U.S.A. (1) From the five boroughs of N.Y.C., ...
A March Day in London (Amy Levy Poems)
The east wind blows in the street to-day; The sky is blue, yet the town looks grey. 'Tis the wind ...