The Twelve-Forty-Five (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For Edward J. Wheeler) Within the Jersey City shed The engine coughs and shakes its head, The smoke, a plume ...
Poems about edward (31 Poems)
Easter Week (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(In memory of Joseph Mary Plunkett) ("Romantic Ireland's dead and gone, It's with O'Leary in the grave.") William Butler Yeats. ...
The Singing Girl (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For the Rev. Edward F. Garesche, S. J.) There was a little maiden In blue and silver drest, She sang ...
The Dead King (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(EDWARD VII.) 1910 Who in the Realm to-day lays down dear life for the sake of a land more dear? ...
Dorothy Q. (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
GRANDMOTHER's mother: her age, I guess, Thirteen summers, or something less; Girlish bust, but womanly air; Smooth, square forehead with ...
The Curse Upon Edward (Thomas Gray Poem)
WEAVE the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, and verge enough The characters ...
The Bard (Thomas Gray Poem)
Pindaric Ode "Ruin seize thee, ruthless King! Confusion on thy banners wait! Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock ...
The Shivering Beggar (Robert Graves Poem)
NEAR Clapham village, where fields began, Saint Edward met a beggar man. It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled, ...
Interconnected (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The world, the web of life all of us connected consequences for our choices impacting the earth Our footsteps falling ...
Pulling a String (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pulling a string one strand of the web the connectedness of life all of us together Pulling a string affecting ...
Consequences (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sometimes subtle sometimes dramatic consequences to our actions when we obey the laws of God when we disobey as well ...
Everything Ordered (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Everything ordered intricate, sublime yet everything sensitive to your choice and mine The world, all of creation the tapestry, the ...
Rules Matter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The consequences on changes choices we make every day our wills guiding, often without thought of the ripples, the pulls ...
From a Drip a Torrent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
From a drip, a torrent the consequences unseen in the choices we make the little changes in time using the ...
Woven in the Web (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our lives together, all of us one part of the family woven in the web of life Needing to be ...
A Thread in the Web (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not separate, alone each of us woven a thread in the web connected to all life All of creation part ...
Tremors in the Web (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tremors in the web as we become separate acting as if alone not part of the web of life Our ...
An Apology for my fearfull temper (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Tis true of courage I'm no mistress No Boadicia nor Thalestriss Nor shall I e'er be famed hereafter For such ...
The Burghers of Calais (Marriott Edgar Poem)
It were after the Battle of Crecy- The foe all lay dead on the ground- And King Edward went out ...
To My Dear Friend Mr. Congreve On His Commedy Call’d The Double Dealer (John Dryden Poems)
Well then; the promis'd hour is come at last; The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our ...
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, ...
Ode to the Memory of Burns (Thomas Campbell Poem)
Soul of the Poet ! wheresoe'er, Reclaimed from earth, thy genius plume Her wings of immortality ; Suspend thy harp ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
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 ...
A Dialogue between Old England and New (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
First Death In Nova Scotia (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
In the cold, cold parlor my mother laid out Arthur beneath the chromographs: Edward, Prince of Wales, with Princess Alexandra, ...
201. Birthday Ode for 31st December, 1787 (Robert Burns Poems)
AFAR 1 the illustrious Exile roams, Whom kingdoms on this day should hail; An inmate in the casual shed, On ...
192. Song-The Bonie Lass of Albany (Robert Burns Poems)
MY 1 heart is wae, and unco wae, To think upon the raging sea, That roars between her gardens green ...
431. Song-Robert Bruce’s March to Bannockburn (Robert Burns Poems)
SCOTS, wha hae wi' WALLACE bled, Scots, wham BRUCE has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to Victorie! ...
Scots, Wha Hae Wi’ Wallace Bled (Robert Burns Poems)
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory! ...