Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Poems about curst (31 Poems)
HIS AGE:DEDICATED TO HIS PECULIAR FRIEND,MR JOHN WICKES, UNDER THE NAME OFPOSTUMUS (Robert Herrick Poem)
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
THE INVITATION (Robert Herrick Poem)
To sup with thee thou didst me home invite, And mad'st a promise that mine appetite Should meet and tire, ...
A Man (In Memory of H. of M.) (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I In Casterbridge there stood a noble pile, Wrought with pilaster, bay, and balustrade In tactful times when shrewd Eliza ...
The Church-Builder (Thomas Hardy Poem)
The church flings forth a battled shade Over the moon-blanched sward: The church; my gift; whereto I paid My all ...
The three tailors (Eugene Field Poem)
I shall tell you in rhyme how, once on a time, Three tailors tramped up to the inn Ingleheim, On ...
Abu midjan (Eugene Field Poem)
When Father Time swings round his scythe, Entomb me 'neath the bounteous vine, So that its juices, red and blithe, ...
The Monks Of Catalonia (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
The Husband-Confessor (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN Francis (named the first) o'er Frenchmen reign'd, In Italy young Arthur laurels gained, And oft such daring valour showed ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The Bucking-Tub (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IF once in love, you'll soon invention find And not to cunning tricks and freaks be blind; The youngest 'prentice, ...
Reformation (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Gentleman, most wretched in his Lot, A wrangling and reproving Wife had got, Who, tho' she curb'd his Pleasures, ...
To My Dear Friend Mr. Congreve On His Commedy Call’d The Double Dealer (John Dryden Poems)
Well then; the promis'd hour is come at last; The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our ...
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, ...
Dumb (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Gabriel whispered in mine ear His archangelic poesie. How can I write? I only hear The sobbing murmur of the ...
Dumb (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Gabriel whispered in mine ear His archangelic poesie. How can I write? I only hear The sobbing murmur of the ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
90. Epistle to James Smith (Robert Burns Poem)
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
549. Epistle to Colonel de Peyster (Robert Burns Poem)
MY honor'd Colonel, deep I feel Your interest in the Poet's weal; Ah! now sma' heart hae I to speel ...
108. Song-Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary? (Robert Burns Poem)
WILL ye go to the Indies, my Mary, And leave auld Scotia's shore? Will ye go to the Indies, my ...
126. Lines written on a Bank-note (Robert Burns Poem)
WAE worth thy power, thou cursed leaf! Fell source o' a' my woe and grief! For lack o' thee I've ...
41. Epistle to John Rankine (Robert Burns Poems)
O ROUGH, rude, ready-witted Rankine, The wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin! There's mony godly folks are thinkin, Your ...
88. The Author’s Earnest Cry and Prayer (Robert Burns Poems)
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
84. Address to the Deil (Robert Burns Poems)
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
87. The Twa Dogs (Robert Burns Poems)
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
306. Election Ballad at close of Contest for representing the Dumfries Burghs, 1790 (Robert Burns Poems)
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
89. The Ordination (Robert Burns Poems)
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...