The Hind And The Panther, A Poem In Three Parts : Part I. (John Henry Dryden Poems)
A milk-white Hind, immortal and unchanged,Fed on the lawns, and in the forest ranged;Without unspotted, innocent within,She feared no danger, ...
Poems about drudging (14 Poems)
The Convent Gardener Of Lamporechio (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail,The rampart most secure is not the VEIL;A husband better will the FAIR ...
Prelude – The Mississippi (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
Onward rolls the Royal River, proudly sweeping to the sea,Dark and deep and grand, forever wrapt in myth and mystery.Lo ...
Christmas At Church (Hattie Howard Poems)
'Twas drawing near the holiday, When piety and pity met In whisp'ring council, and agreed That Christmas time, in homes of need, Should be ...
A Dozen Ballads About White Slavery. X. Slop-Jobbing (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Surely, to labour for what is not bread,—To earn for an egg a stone instead,— Cheap work, with victuals so dear;Tho' ...
Prologue to Caesar Borgia (John Henry Dryden Poems)
The unhappy man, who once has trailed a pen,Lives not to please himself, but other men;Is always drudging, wastes his ...
Epilogue to Henry II. (John Henry Dryden Poems)
Thus you the sad catastrophe have seen,Occasioned by a mistress and a queen.Queen Eleanor the proud was French, they say;But ...
Bread And Roses (James Oppenheim Poems)
As we come marching, marching, in the beauty of the day,A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill-lofts grayAre touched with ...
The Prophecy Of Famine (Charles Churchill Poems)
A SCOTS PASTORAL INSCRIBED TO JOHN WILKES, ESQ. Nos patriam fugimus.--VIRGIL.When Cupid first instructs his darts to flyFrom the sly ...
The Minte of deformities (C G Gent Poems)
No Thrasion harpe, but a steeld furious whippe, no Nightingales, but Mandrakes shreeking sound,Adastors snakes to make these Thrasors skippe: ...
The Homeward Track (C J Dennis Poems)
Once a year we lumber southward with the clip from Yarradee;Spell the bullocks in the township while we run our ...
The Convent Gardener Of Lamporechio (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
In Progress (Christina Rossetti Poems)
Ten years ago it seemed impossible That she should ever grow so calm as this, With self-remembrance in her warmest ...
L’Allegro (John Milton Poems)
Hence, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights ...