Wind (Amy Lowell Poem)
He shouts in the sails of the ships at sea, He steals the down from the honeybee, He makes the ...
Poems about flings (31 Poems)
A Fairy Tale (Amy Lowell Poem)
On winter nights beside the nursery fire We read the fairy tale, while glowing coals Builded its pictures. There before ...
THE OCCULTATION OF ORION (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
I saw, as in a dream sublime, The balance in the hand of Time. O'er East and West its beam ...
Things and the Man (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Oh ye who hold the written clue To all save all unwritten things, And, half a league behind, pursue The ...
Philadelphia (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"Brother Square-Toes"--Rewards and Fairies. If you're off to Philadelphia in the morning, You mustn't take my stories for a guide. ...
Lukannon (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I met my mates in the morning (and oh, but I am old!) Where roaring on the ledges the summer ...
Endymion: Book II (John Keats Poem)
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
The Vanity of Human Wishes (excerpts) (Samuel Johnson Poem)
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
The Chambered Nautilus (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,-- The venturous bark that flings On the ...
Additions (Thomas Hardy Poem)
The Fire at Tranter Sweatley's THEY had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and ...
The Fire At Tranter Sweatley’s (Thomas Hardy Poems)
They had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' ...
The Dance At The Phoenix (Thomas Hardy Poem)
To Jenny came a gentle youth From inland leazes lone; His love was fresh as apple-blooth By Parrett, Yeo, or ...
The Church-Builder (Thomas Hardy Poem)
The church flings forth a battled shade Over the moon-blanched sward: The church; my gift; whereto I paid My all ...
Work and Play (Ted Hughes Poem)
The swallow of summer, she toils all the summer, A blue-dark knot of glittering voltage, A whiplash swimmer, a fish ...
PROXIMITY OF THE BELOVED ONE. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
I THINK of thee, whene'er the sun his beams O'er ocean flings; I think of thee, whene'er the moonlight gleams ...
To Lucasta on Going to the War – For the Fourth Time (Robert Graves Poem)
It doesn't matter what's the cause, What wrong they say we're righting, A curse for treaties, bonds and laws, When ...
Norse lullaby (Eugene Field Poem)
The sky is dark and the hills are white As the storm-king speeds from the north to-night, And this is ...
The Star-Splitter (Robert Frost Poem)
`You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his ...
The Bear (Robert Frost Poem)
The bear puts both arms around the tree above her And draws it down as if it were a lover ...
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 ...
Sympathy (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
I know what the caged bird feels, alas! When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind ...
The Love a Life can show Below (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Love a Life can show Below Is but a filament, I know, Of that diviner thing That faints upon ...
Once more, my now bewildered Dove (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Once more, my now bewildered Dove Bestirs her puzzled wings Once more her mistress, on the deep Her troubled question ...
There’s been a Death, in the Opposite House, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House, As lately as Today -- I know it, by the numb look ...
The Lime-tree Bower my Prison [Addressed to Charles Lamb, o (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
This Lime-Tree Bower, My Prison (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 04: Counterpoint: Two Rooms (Conrad Aiken Poem)
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...