The Change (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
POOR River, now thou'rt almost dry, What Nymph, or Swain, will near thee lie? Since brought, alas! to sad Decay, ...
Poems about floods (51 Poems)
Born Brothers (Mark van Doren Poem)
Equality is absolute or no. Nothing between can stand. We are the sons Of the same sire, or madness breaks ...
The Child and the Mariner (William Henry Davies Poem)
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
To The Pious Memory Of The Accomplished Young Lady Mrs. Anne Killigrew (John Dryden Poem)
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
Ode (John Dryden Poem)
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
Victor Hugo (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Heart of France for a hundred years, Passionate, sensitive, proud, and strong, Quick to throb with her hopes and fears, ...
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 ...
Late Spring (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
Flood-Tide of Flowers (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth ...
The duties of the Wind are few, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The duties of the Wind are few, To cast the ships, at Sea, Establish March, the Floods escort, And usher ...
The Brain, within its Groove (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly -- and true -- But let a Splinter swerve -- 'Twere easier for ...
One Blessing had I than the rest (Emily Dickinson Poem)
One Blessing had I than the rest So larger to my Eyes That I stopped gauging -- satisfied -- For ...
Joy to have merited the Pain — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Joy to have merited the Pain -- To merit the Release -- Joy to have perished every step -- To ...
Like Rain it sounded till it curved (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Like Rain it sounded till it curved And then I new 'twas Wind -- It walked as wet as any ...
Flowers — Well — if anybody (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Flowers -- Well -- if anybody Can the ecstasy define -- Half a transport -- half a trouble -- With ...
The Voice that stands for Floods to me (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Voice that stands for Floods to me Is sterile borne to some -- The Face that makes the Morning ...
The Sword of Suprise (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Sunder me from my bones, O sword of God Till they stand stark and strange as do the trees; That ...
Sorrow of Departure (Li Ching Chao Poem)
Red lotus incense fades on The jeweled curtain. Autumn Comes again. Gently I open My silk dress and float alone ...
Ye Mariners of England (Thomas Campbell Poem)
1 Ye Mariners of England 2 That guard our native seas, 3 Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, 4 ...
The Last Man (Thomas Campbell Poem)
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I ...
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 ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
On Receipt Of My Mother’s Picture (William Cowper Poems)
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
Temptation (William Cowper Poem)
The billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wintry sky; Out of the depths to Thee I call, ...
Voyages II (Hart Crane Poem)
--And yet this great wink of eternity, Of rimless floods, unfettered leewardings, Samite sheeted and processioned where Her undinal vast ...
Song’s Eternity (John Clare Poems)
What is song's eternity? Come and see. Can it noise and bustle be? Come and see. Praises sung or praises ...
The Flood (John Clare Poem)
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
So sweet love seemed that April morn (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
So sweet love seemed that April morn, When first we kissed beside the thorn, So strangely sweet, it was not ...
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 ...