Elegy IX: The Autumnal (John Donne Poem)
No spring nor summer Beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one autumnall face. Young beauties force our ...
Poems about descend (50 Poems)
The Ecstasy (John Donne Poem)
Where, like a pillow on a bed A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we ...
Those cattle smaller than a Bee (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Those cattle smaller than a Bee That herd upon the eye -- Whose tillage is the passing Crumb -- Those ...
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown (Emily Dickinson Poems)
The Butterfly's Assumption Gown In Chrysoprase Apartments hung This afternoon put on -- How condescending to descend And be of ...
I breathed enough to take the Trick (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I breathed enough to take the Trick -- And now, removed from Air -- I simulate the Breath, so well ...
Exhilaration is the Breeze (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Exhilaration is the Breeze That lifts us from the Ground And leaves us in another place Whose statement is not ...
A poor — torn heart — a tattered heart (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A poor -- torn heart -- a tattered heart -- That sat it down to rest -- Nor noticed that ...
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he ...
February (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Ode to Winter (Thomas Campbell Poem)
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
Sardis (William Cowper Poem)
(Revelations, iii. 1-6) "Write to Sardis," saith the Lord, "And write what He declares, He whose Spirit, and whose word, ...
To Brooklyn Bridge (Hart Crane Poem)
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
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 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 ...
PROMISE (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
Bhaskar Roy Barman The scene lacked for the manifestation characteristic of a scene. though the scene was promised a revealing ...
THE AMARANTH (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
Bhaskar Roy Barman The kaleidoscope stood befrilled with splendour; no messenger from on high did descend to hand it blessings, ...
In Flight Convergence (Michael Burch Poem)
Serene, almost angelic, the lights of the city attend upon lumbering behemoths shrilly screeching displeasure; they say that nothing is ...
VI. Evening, as slow thy placid shades descend… (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
EVENING, as slow thy placid shades descend, Veiling with gentlest hush the landscape still, The lonely battlement, and farthest hill ...
IX. O Poverty! though from thy haggard eye… (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O POVERTY! though from thy haggard eye, Thy cheerless mein, of every charm bereft, Thy brow, that hope's last traces ...
Winter Landscape (John Betjeman Poem)
The three men coming down the winter hill In brown, with tall poles and a pack of hounds At heel, ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
“Me thinks this heart…” (Emily Bronte Poem)
Me thinks this heart should rest awhile So stilly round the evening falls The veiled sun sheds no parting smile ...
The Country Of Marriage (Wendell Berry Poem)
I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and ...
Stanzas Composed During A Thunderstorm (Lord Byron Poem)
Chill and mirk is the nightly blast, Where Pindus' mountains rise, And angry clouds are pouring fast The vengeance of ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
To Romance (Lord Byron Poem)
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! Auspicious Queen of childish joys, Who lead'st along, in airy dance, Thy votive train of ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Dream Song 80: Op. posth. no. 3 (John Berryman Poem)
It's buried at a distance, on my insistence, buried. Weather's severe there, which it will not mind. I miss it. ...
Winter Landscape (John Berryman Poem)
The three men coming down the winter hill In brown, with tall poles and a pack of hounds At heel, ...