The Clyster (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IF truth give pleasure, surely we should try; To found our tales on what we can rely; Th' experiment repeatedly ...
Poems about chin (51 Poems)
Nicaise (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
Unwanted (Edward Field Poem)
The poster with my picture on it Is hanging on the bulletin board in the Post Office. I stand by ...
The Generations of Men (Robert Frost Poem)
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
The Ax-Helve (Robert Frost Poem)
I've known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted ax behind me. But that was in the ...
The Self-Seeker (Robert Frost Poem)
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
For Once, Then, Something (Robert Frost Poem)
Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs Always wrong to the light, so never seeing Deeper down in the ...
Home Burial (Robert Frost Poem)
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
God Needs Antonio (George Eliot Poem)
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
Three Ha’Pence a Foot (Marriott Edgar Poems)
I'll tell you an old-fashioned story That Grandfather used to relate, Of a joiner and building contractor; 'Is name, it ...
The Channel Swimmer (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Would you hear a Wild tale of adventure Of a hero who tackled the sea, A super-man swimming the ocean, ...
Account Of A Visit From St. Nicholas (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The ...
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (T. S. Eliot Poem)
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma ...
Kinky (Denise Duhamel Poem)
They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide ...
Sonnet VIII: There’s Nothing Grieves Me (Michael Drayton Poems)
There's nothing grieves me, but that Age should haste, That in my days I may not see thee old, That ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Evadne (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
I first tasted under Apollo's lips, love and love sweetness, I, Evadne; my hair is made of crisp violets or ...
Little Brown Baby (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes, Come to yo' pappy an' set on his knee. What you been doin', suh ...
Elegy XVIII: Love’s Progress (John Donne Poems)
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
You know that Portrait in the Moon — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
You know that Portrait in the Moon -- So tell me who 'tis like -- The very Brow -- the ...
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago -- And now she turns Her perfect ...
As much a part (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
In a slow drawn focus the concrete blocks that prop up my view of the sky morph soft and easy ...
To A. L. Persuasions to Love. (Thomas Carew Poem)
THINK not, 'cause men flattering say You're fresh as April, sweet as May, Bright as is the morning star, That ...
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 ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
something that you should know (Cecilia Borromeo Poem)
my secrets appear on your window when you fog the division with your own warm breath; you lost yourself in ...
Slough (John Betjeman Poem)
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now, There isn't grass to graze a cow. ...
Lines Written In The Belief That The Ancient Roman Festival Of The Dead Was Called Ambarvalia (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Swings the way still by hollow and hill, And all the world's a song; "She's far," it sings me, "but ...