The Metamorphosed Gypsies (excerpt) (Ben Jonson Poem)
The fairy beam upon you, The stars to glister on you; A moon of light In the noon of night, ...
Poems about fairy (31 Poems)
The Dream of Eugene Aram (Thomas Hood Poem)
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
absinthe and stained glass (Rg Gregory Poem)
(i) absinthe makes the hurt grow fonder the green fairy burbles what's this 'ere when vincent (sozzled) knifes his lug ...
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 ...
In The Baggage Room At Greyhound (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
A Big Gapped Grin (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She stood there, at the top of the stair with hand outstretched for me to view her first tooth, clutched ...
To a soubrette (Eugene Field Poem)
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet--ah, yet, how swift and tender My thoughts go back in time's ...
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 ...
Henry the Seventh (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Henry the Seventh of England Wasn't out of the Royal top drawer, The only connection of which he could boast, ...
Each And All (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
All The Things You Are Not Yet (Helen Dunmore Poem)
for tess Tonight there's a crowd in my head: all the things you are not yet. You are words without ...
Undine (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
'T was far away and long ago, When I was but a dreaming boy, This fairy tale of love and ...
Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
Morning (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
The mist has left the greening plain, The dew-drops shine like fairy rain, The coquette rose awakes again Her lovely ...
Within my Garden, rides a Bird (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Within my Garden, rides a Bird Upon a single Wheel -- Whose spokes a dizzy Music make As 'twere a ...
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer (Emily Dickinson Poem)
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer Or Bees, at Christmas show -- So fairy -- so fictitious The individuals do ...
There’s something quieter than sleep (Emily Dickinson Poems)
There's something quieter than sleep Within this inner room! It wears a sprig upon its breast -- And will not ...
The Aristocrat (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
The Devil is a gentleman and askes you down to stay At his little place at What'sitsname (it isn't far ...
Insects (John Clare Poem)
These tiny loiterers on the barley's beard, And happy units of a numerous herd Of playfellows, the laughing Summer brings, ...
VI. Evening, as slow thy placid shades descend… (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
EVENING, as slow thy placid shades descend, Veiling with gentlest hush the landscape still, The lonely battlement, and farthest hill ...
Languid, And Sad, And Slow, From Day To Day (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Languid, and sad, and slow, from day to day I journey on, yet pensive turn to view (Where the rich ...
Sonnet: Languid, And Sad, And Slow, From Day To Day (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Languid, and sad, and slow, from day to day I journey on, yet pensive turn to view (Where the rich ...
The Bluebell (Anne Bronte Poem)
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
The Bluebell (Anne Bronte Poem)
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
How Clear She Shines (Emily Bronte Poem)
How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " ...
June (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
I gazed upon the glorious sky And the green mountains round, And thought that when I came to lie At ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
In Three Days (Robert Browning Poem)
I. So, I shall see her in three days And just one night, but nights are short, Then two long ...
The Little Dell (William Allingham Poem)
Doleful was the land, Dull on, every side, Neither soft n'or grand, Barren, bleak, and wide; Nothing look'd with love; ...