Silence (Thomas Hood Poem)
There is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be, In the ...
Poems about dun (31 Poems)
The Bridge of Lodi. (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I When of tender mind and body I was moved by minstrelsy, And that strain "The Bridge of Lodi" Brought ...
The Peasant’s Confession (Thomas Hardy Poems)
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
De Profundis (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I "Percussus sum sicut foenum, et aruit cor meum." - Ps. ci Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring ...
A Meeting With Despair (Thomas Hardy Poem)
AS evening shaped I found me on a moor Which sight could scarce sustain: The black lean land, of featureless ...
The Milkmaid (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Under a daisied bank There stands a rich red ruminating cow, And hard against her flank A cotton-hooded milkmaid bends ...
In Tenebris (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring again: Twice no one dies. Flower-petals flee; But since it once hath ...
Escape (Robert Graves Poem)
August 6, 1916.-Officer previously reported died of wounds, now reported wounded: Graves, Captain R., Royal Welch Fusiliers.) .but I was ...
A Hundred Collars (Robert Frost Poem)
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
When Tulips Bloom (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I When tulips bloom in Union Aquare, And timid breaths of vernal air Go wandering down the dusty town, Like ...
To hear an Oriole sing (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To hear an Oriole sing May be a common thing -- Or only a divine. It is not of the ...
The Bat is dun, with wrinkled Wings — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Bat is dun, with wrinkled Wings -- Like fallow Article -- And not a song pervade his Lips -- ...
Of Brussels — it was not — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Of Brussels -- it was not -- Of Kidderminster? Nay -- The Winds did buy it of the Woods -- ...
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset (Emily Dickinson Poem)
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset How the Hemlocks burn -- How the Dun Brake is draped in Cinder ...
I am ashamed — I hide (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I am ashamed -- I hide -- What right have I -- to be a Bride -- So late a ...
Civilization — spurns — the Leopard! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Civilization -- spurns -- the Leopard! Was the Leopard -- bold? Deserts -- never rebuked her Satin -- Ethiop -- ...
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 ...
Hohenlinden (Thomas Campbell Poem)
1 On Linden, when the sun was low, 2 All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, 3 And dark as winter ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
The Fish (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
The Harbour (Eavan Boland Poem)
This harbour was made by art and force. And called Kingstown and afterwards Dun Laoghaire. And holds the sea behind ...
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 ...
Aix In Provence (Robert Browning Poem)
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
231. Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poem)
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
242. The Poet’s Progress (Robert Burns Poem)
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
351. Second Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poems)
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
An Imitation of Spenser (William Blake Poems)
Thou fair hair'd angel of the evening, Now, while the sun rests on the mountains light, Thy bright torch of ...
To the Evening Star (William Blake Poems)
Thou fair-haired angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; ...
Evening Star (William Blake Poems)
Thou fair hair'd angel of the evening, Now, while the sun rests on the mountains light, Thy bright torch of ...