Palestine; A Prize Poem, Recited In The Theatre, Oxford (Reginald Heber Poems)
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
Poems about deep-voiced (15 Poems)
To Autumn (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
I oft have net thee, Autumn, wandering Beside a misty stream, thy locks flung wild; Thy cheeks a hectic flush more fair ...
The Watchers (Joseph C Lincoln Poems)
When the great, gray fog comes in, and the damp clouds cloak the shore,And the tossing waves grow dim, and ...
Two Centuries (Katharine Lee Bates Poems)
Two centuries' winter storms have lashed the changing sands of Falmouth's shore,Deep-voiced, the winds, swift winged, wild, have echoed there ...
Evangeline: Preface (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the ...
Poets Of The Olden Time (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
THE brave old poets sing of nobler themesThan those weak griefs which harass craven souls;The torrent of their lusty music ...
Before a Painting (James Weldon Johnson Poems)
I knew not who had wrought with skill so fineWhat I beheld; nor by what laws of artHe had created ...
Israel In Egypt. Book Thirteenth. (Edwin Atherstone Poems)
Seven days accomplished,--unto Pharaoh's court The sons of Amram went; by Voice Divine Commanded; and, in presence of the king, ...
The Nuptials Of Attila (George Meredith Poems)
IFlat as to an eagle's eye,Earth hung under Attila.Sign for carnage gave he none.In the peace of his disdain,Sun and ...
Threnody (Bion of Smyrna Poems)
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Dead Adonais lies, and mourning all, The Loves wail round ...
Old Town Types No.1 – The Old Town (C J Dennis Poems)
Fierce on the wheat-sown Mallee plain The ruthless summer suns burned down,And dust-storms, heralding the rain,Swept thro' the street and ...
A Hymn Of Confession (Albert Laighton Poems)
The homeless winds that wander o'er the land; The deep-voiced thunder speaking words of fire; The waves that break in ...
Remembrance Day in the Dales (Dorothy Una Ratcliffe Poems)
It's a fine kind thought! And yet - I knowThe Abbey's not where our Jack should lie,With his sturdy love ...
At Night (Amy Lowell Poem)
The wind is singing through the trees to-night, A deep-voiced song of rushing cadences And crashing intervals. No summer breeze ...
Sonnet 10 (Robert Southey Poems)
How darkly o'er yon far-off mountain frowns The gather'd tempest! from that lurid cloud The deep-voiced thunders roll, aweful and ...