To Anna Three Years Old (John Clare Poems)
My Anna, summer laughs in mirth, And we will of the party be,And leave the crickets in the hearth For green fields' ...
Poems about crimping (6 Poems)
Mary Bayfield (John Clare Poems)
How beautiful the summer night When birds roost on the mossy tree,When moon and stars are shining bright And home has gone ...
After Bourlon Wood (Helen Dircks Poems)
In one of London's most exclusive haunts,Amid the shining lights and table ware,We sat, where meagre Mistress Ration flauntsHerself in ...
Mrs. Merdle Doubts Paradise’s Uneating Pleasure (Horatio Alger Jr Poems)
Though Houris are handsome, though lovely the place-- More lovely perhaps than our own country seat-- I never could see, in the ...
The Undertaker’s Horse (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
The eldest son bestrides him, And the pretty daughter rides him, And I meet him oft o' mornings on the ...
The Nightingale’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...