The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Poems about dreary (51 Poems)
Apostasy (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
THIS last denial of my faith, Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard; And, though upon my bed of death, I call ...
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 ...
Presentiment (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
The Teacher’s Monologue (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
Wind was Rough which Tore, The (Emily Bronte Poem)
The wind was rough which tore That leaf from its parent tree The fate was cruel which bore The withering ...
Blue Bell, The (Emily Bronte Poem)
The blue bell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe ...
A little while, a little while (Emily Bronte Poem)
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, ...
Hope (Emily Bronte Poem)
Hope was but a timid friend; She sat without the grated den, Watching how my fate would tend, Even as ...
A Death – Scene (Emily Bronte Poem)
"O day! he cannot die When thou so fair art shining! O Sun, in such a glorious sky, So tranquilly ...
Remembrance (Emily Bronte Poem)
Cold in the earth-and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I ...
The Constellations (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
Peace (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
I. Peace (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
1914 I: Peace (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
Now, God Be Thanked Who Has Matched Us With His Hour (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
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 ...
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 ...
Dtatue And The Bust, The (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
The Statue and the Bust (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
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 ...
485. Song-How lang and dreary is the night (Robert Burns Poem)
HOW lang and dreary is the night When I am frae my Dearie; I restless lie frae e'en to morn ...
507. Song-Bonie Peg-a-Ramsay (Robert Burns Poem)
CAULD is the e'enin blast, O' Boreas o'er the pool, An' dawin' it is dreary, When birks are bare at ...
517. Song-O wat ye wha’s in yon town (Robert Burns Poems)
Chorus-O wat ye wha's in yon town, Ye see the e'enin sun upon, The dearest maid's in yon town, That ...
214. Song-How Long and Dreary is the Night (Robert Burns Poem)
HOW long and dreary is the night, When I am frae my dearie! I sleepless lie frae e'en to morn, ...
312. Elegy on the late Miss Burnet of Monboddo (Robert Burns Poem)
LIFE ne'er exulted in so rich a prize, As Burnet, lovely from her native skies; Nor envious death so triumph'd ...
206. Song-Clarina, Mistress of my Soul (Robert Burns Poem)
CLARINDA, mistres of my soul, The measur'd time is run! The wretch beneath the dreary pole So marks his latest ...
307. Elegy on Captain Matthew Henderson (Robert Burns Poem)
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...