The Sensitive Plant (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
Poems about fan-like (15 Poems)
Beechwood (John Freeman Poems)
Hear me, O beeches! YouThat have with ageless anguish slowly risenFrom earth's still secret prisonInto the ampler prison of aery ...
Green Symphony (John Gould Fletcher Poems)
IThe glittering leaves of the rhododendronsBalance and vibrate in the cool air;While in the sky above themWhite clouds chase each ...
Voices Of The Night : Prelude (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low,To lie amid some sylvan scene,Where, the long drooping ...
Bourke (Henry Lawson Poems)
I've followed all my tracks and ways,from old bark school to Leicester Square,I've been right back to boyhood's days, and ...
The Woodman And The Nightingale (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
A woodman whose rough heart was out of tune(I think such hearts yet never came to good)Hated to hear, under ...
The Emigrants: Book II (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
Up The River (Bessie Rayner Parkes Poems)
TIS April! 'Tis a holyday! and they shut close yester-even The golden gates of Sydenham with the clang of iron ...
The Palm-Tree (Felicia Dorothea Hemans Poems)
It wav'd not thro' an Eastern sky,Beside a fount of Araby;It was not fann'd by southern breezeIn some green isle ...
Voices Of the Night (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
PRELUDE. Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low, To lie amid some sylvan scene, ...
Prelude (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Pleasant it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low, To lie amid some sylvan scene. Where, ...
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
The Emigrants: Book II (Charlotte Smith Poems)
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
A Dog Has Died (Pablo Neruda Poems)
My dog has died. I buried him in the garden next to a rusted old machine. Some day I'll join ...
THE TERRESTRIAL (Vlanes Poems)
The air heaving like a wounded fish, breathing through its purplish sandy gills, letting in the salty gale, fluttering its ...