A Lament (William Drummond Poem)
My thoughts hold mortal strife; I do detest my life, And with lamenting cries Peace to my soul to bring ...
Poems about cries (51 Poems)
A Loafer (John Davidson Poem)
I hang about the streets all day, At night I hang about; I sleep a little when I may, But ...
Ode to the Cambro-Britons and their Harp, His Ballad of Agi (Michael Drayton Poem)
Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance; Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; ...
The Moon (William Henry Davies Poem)
Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul, Oh, thou fair Moon, so close and bright; Thy beauty makes me like ...
Song For Saint Cecilia’s Day, 1687 (John Dryden Poems)
From Harmony, from heavenly Harmony This universal frame began: When nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay And could ...
We Wear the Mask (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,-- This debt we pay ...
We, The Living (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
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 ...
It seldom snowed, they said – Part I (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It seldom snowed, they said, it might get cold but it won't be snow; well, one should guess the locals ...
Ekka (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The Ekka institution bares us all, though call it Exhibition, Royal Queensland Show, it's that time of year when you ...
Don’t talk to me of War (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
Don't talk to me of War or stalk the ground our fabled soldiers died upon, I'm sound of limb and ...
Trojans (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
Our efforts are those of the unfortunate; our efforts are like those of the Trojans. Somewhat we succeed; somewhat we ...
The Black Virgin (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
The Quest (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
A part, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: ...
The Neophyte (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
The Garden of Janus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
The Neophyte (Aleister Crowley Poem)
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
The Quest (Aleister Crowley Poem)
A part, immutable, unseen, Being, before itself had been, Became. Like dew a triple queen Shone as the void uncovered: ...
The Garden of Janus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
The Cuckoo (John Clare Poem)
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight, With narrow pointed wings Whews o'er our heads-soon out of sight And as ...
Cleansings (Michael Burch Poem)
Walk here among the walking scepters. Learn inhuman patience. Flesh can only cleave to bone this tightly if their hearts ...
Britannia’s Pastorals (William Browne Poems)
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
From ‘The Testament of Beauty’ (Robert Seymour Bridges Poems)
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
Disguises (Thomas Edward Brown Poem)
High stretched upon the swinging yard, I gather in the sheet; But it is hard And stiff, and one cries ...
Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt… (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt, ma soeur Als wie ich fortging von dir in jenem Abendrot. Der ...
I Never Loved You More (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
I never loved you more, ma soeur Than as I walked away from you that evening. The forest swallowed me, ...
Hymn To Death (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
Waikiki (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Warm perfumes like a breath from vine and tree Drift down the darkness. Plangent, hidden from eyes Somewhere an `eukaleli' ...
Jealousy (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When I see you, who were so wise and cool, Gazing with silly sickness on that fool You've given your ...