The Song of the Darling River (Henry Lawson Poem)
The skies are brass and the plains are bare, Death and ruin are everywhere -- And all that is left ...
Poems about dirge (31 Poems)
The Wreck Of The `Derry Castle’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
Day of ending for beginnings! Ocean hath another innings, Ocean hath another score; And the surges sing his winnings, And ...
The Poet’s Calendar (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
January Janus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues ...
Burial of the Minnisink (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
On sunny slope and beechen swell, The shadowed light of evening fell; And, where the maple's leaf was brown, With ...
Think Of It Not, Sweet One (John Keats Poem)
Think not of it, sweet one, so;--- Give it not a tear; Sigh thou mayst, and bid it go Any---anywhere. ...
THE DIRGE OF JEPHTHAH’S DAUGHTER:SUNG BY THE VIRGINS (Robert Herrick Poems)
O thou, the wonder of all days! O paragon, and pearl of praise! O Virgin-martyr, ever blest Above the rest ...
TO ROBIN RED-BREAST (Robert Herrick Poem)
Laid out for dead, let thy last kindness be With leaves and moss-work for to cover me; And while the ...
THE FUNERAL RITES OF THE ROSE (Robert Herrick Poem)
The Rose was sick, and smiling died; And, being to be sanctified, About the bed, there sighing stood The sweet ...
No Buyers (Thomas Hardy Poem)
A Load of brushes and baskets and cradles and chairs Labours along the street in the rain: With it a ...
Dirge (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Knows he who tills this lonely field To reap its scanty corn, What mystic fruit his acres yield At midnight ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
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 ...
His little Hearse like Figure (Emily Dickinson Poem)
His little Hearse like Figure Unto itself a Dirge To a delusive Lilac The vanity divulge Of Industry and Morals ...
Consciousness Of Our Return (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
And The Piper Dreams (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
And the Piper dreams as he pipes up in his mind colours in choral horizons distant, of courtliness dimmed in ...
Behind the Arras (Bliss Carman Poem)
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
The Dirge of Wallace (Thomas Campbell Poem)
When Scotland's great Regent, our warrior most dear, The debt of his nature did pay, T' was Edward, the cruel, ...
The Last Man (Thomas Campbell Poem)
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I ...
To the Belgians (Laurence Binyon Poem)
O race that Cæsar knew, That won stern Roman praise, What land not envies you The laurel of these days? ...
At His Grave (Alfred Austin Poem)
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 08: Coffins: Interlude (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
Eros Turannos (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
She fears him, and will always ask What fated her to choose him; She meets in his engaging mask All ...
Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady (Alexander Pope Poems)
What beck'ning ghost, along the moon-light shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade? 'Tis she!--but why that bleeding ...
Lenore (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever! Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the ...
The Old Man’s Grave (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
Make it where the winds may sweep Through the pine boughs soft and deep, And the murmur of the sea ...
The Prisoner (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
I lash and writhe against my prison bars, And watch with sullen eyes the gaping crowd . . Give me ...
The Piano-Organ (Amy Levy Poems)
My student-lamp is lighted, The books and papers are spread; A sound comes floating upwards, Chasing the thoughts from my ...
The Rains (Philip Levine Poems)
The river rises and the rains keep coming. My Papa says it can't flood for the water can run away ...
Destiny (Emma Lazarus Poems)
1856 Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass, Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells, And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan ...
Symphonic Studies (After Schumann) (Emma Lazarus Poems)
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in ...