On The Approach Of Winter (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
HOW soon the verdant months are past!The branches bend with snow,And keenly beats the chilling blastOn bleak November's brow.Thus fleeting ...
Poems about conveys (21 Poems)
Ode To Time (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
O thou, who with the world had'st birth,Who rul'st despotic o'er the earth,To whom its life each creature yields;Man, bird, ...
Smoking Spiritualized (Anonymous British Poems)
PART I.This Indian weed, now withered quite,Though green at noon, cut down at night,Shows thy decay;All flesh is hay:Thus think, ...
Ode To Hope (Ann Steele Poems)
Friend of the fainting mind, whose kindly ray,Soft rising o'er affliction's dreary shade,Foretells the sweet approach of day,And cheers the ...
Ode To Independence (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
THOU, by whose gen'rous mien, whose open brow,Thy unsubdued majestic heart we know;Whose god-like port proclaims thy race divine,Whose smiles ...
Conclusion Of Harvest (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
HARK! the glad horn's sonorous strain,Responsive to the shouting swain,Proclaims the harvest o'er;The master of the field stands by,And views ...
The Wind (Elizabeth Hawkshaw Poems)
The wind it is a mystical thing,Wand'ring o'er ocean wide,And fanning all the thousand sails,That o'er its billows glide.It curls ...
Fortune Mistaken. (Ephelia Poems)
Though Fortune have so far from me removed, All that I wish, or all I ever loved, And Robbed our ...
On Eternity (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
ETERNITY! how dread thy sound!It strikes with sacred awe profound;Can I thy theme pursue?What thoughts sublime thy name conveys,What prospects ...
Guess (Eugene Field Poems)
There is a certain Yankee phrase I always have revered,Yet, somehow, in these modern days, It's almost disappeared;It was the ...
Deo Opt. Max. Votum. C. P. Auctore (Christopher Anstey Poems)
Parent supreme! whose all discerning mind Appoints the various portions of mankind, On me, my country, and on all, bestow ...
Merlin I (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
Merlin (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
I Sing the Body Electric. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 I SING the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will ...
The Triumph Of Love (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)
By love are blest the gods on high, Frail man becomes a deity When love to him is given; 'Tis ...
The Walk (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly on! ...
The Ballad Of Soulful Sam (Robert William Service Poems)
You want me to tell you a story, a yarn of the firin' line, Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, ...
Imitations of Horace: The First Epistle of the Second Book (Alexander Pope Poems)
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
The Merchant, To Secure His Treasure (Matthew Prior Poems)
The merchant, to secure his treasure, Conveys it in a borrowed name: Euphelia serves to grace my measure, But Cloe ...
Song (Matthew Prior Poems)
How old may Phyllis be, you ask, Whose beauty thus all hearts engages? To answer is no easy task; For ...
An Ode (Matthew Prior Poems)
The merchant, to secure his treasure, Conveys it in a borrowed name: Euphelia serves to grace my measure; But Cloe ...