The Precinct. Rochester (Amy Lowell Poem)
The tall yellow hollyhocks stand, Still and straight, With their round blossoms spread open, In the quiet sunshine. And still ...
Poems about flint (29 Poems)
Stravinsky’s Three Pieces (Amy Lowell Poems)
First Movement Thin-voiced, nasal pipes Drawing sound out and out Until it is a screeching thread, Sharp and cutting, sharp ...
Grief (Philip Larkin Poem)
If grief could burn out Like a sunken coal The heart would rest quiet The unrent soul Be as still ...
The Glass On The Bar (Henry Lawson Poem)
Three bushmen one morning rode up to an inn, And one of them called for the drinks with a grin; ...
Landscape of a Vomiting Multitude (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
The fat lady came out first, tearing out roots and moistening drumskins. The fat lady who turns dying octopuses inside ...
Lament For Ignacio Sanchez Mejias (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Hiawatha And Mudjekeewis (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Out of childhood into manhood Now had grown my Hiawatha, Skilled in all the craft of hunters, Learned in all ...
Hiawatha’s Childhood (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
The Truce of the Bear (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Yearly, with tent and rifle, our careless white men go By the Pass called Muttianee, to shoot in the vale ...
Puck’s Song (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
See you the ferny ride that steals Into the oak-woods far? O that was whence they hewed the keels That ...
The Land (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, In the days of Diocletian owned our Lower River-field, He called to him ...
The King (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"Farewell, Romance!" the Cave-men said; "With bone well carved he went away, Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead, And jasper tips ...
Isabella or The Pot of Basil (John Keats Poem)
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Lost Love (Robert Graves Poem)
His eyes are quickened so with grief, He can watch a grass or leaf Every instant grow; he can Clearly ...
Hamatreya (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint, Possessed the land which rendered to their toil Hay, corn, roots, hemp, flax, apples, ...
Two Rivers (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thy summer voice, Musketaquit, Repeats the music of the rain; But sweeter rivers pulsing flit Through thee, as thou through ...
Thirty Bob a Week (John Davidson Poem)
I couldn't touch a stop and turn a screw, And set the blooming world a-work for me, Like such as ...
We met as Sparks — Diverging Flints (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We met as Sparks -- Diverging Flints Sent various -- scattered ways -- We parted as the Central Flint Were ...
Soil of Flint, if steady tilled — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Soil of Flint, if steady tilled -- Will refund by Hand -- Seed of Palm, by Libyan Sun Fructified in ...
Just Once! Oh least Request! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Just Once! Oh least Request! Could Adamant refuse So small a Grace So scanty put, Such agonizing terms? Would not ...
Photography Extraordinary (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Milk-and-Water School Alas! she would not hear my prayer! Yet it were rash to tear my hair; Disfigured, I ...
Prisoner, The – (A Fragment) (Emily Bronte Poem)
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
Alone (Ambrose Bierce Poem)
In contact, lo! the flint and steel, By sharp and flame, the thought reveal That he the metal, she the ...
Old Pardon, the Son of Reprieve (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
You never heard tell of the story? Well, now, I can hardly believe! Never heard of the honour and glory ...
Cat’s Dream (Pablo Neruda Poems)
How neatly a cat sleeps, Sleeps with its paws and its posture, Sleeps with its wicked claws, And with its ...
Reproach (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
Had I but known yesterday, Helen, you could discharge the ache Out of the cloud; Had I known yesterday you ...
Among Children (Philip Levine Poems)
I walk among the rows of bowed heads-- the children are sleeping through fourth grade so as to be ready ...
The Ghosts of the Buffaloes (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...