Buried Life, The (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Poems about flow (51 Poems)
To Marguerite (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Yes! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal ...
The Buried Life (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
The Voice (Matthew Arnold Poem)
As the kindling glances, Queen-like and clear, Which the bright moon lances From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters ...
Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Memorial Verses (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...
East London (Matthew Arnold Poem)
'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green, And the pale weaver, through ...
The Forsaken Merman (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great ...
Tam O’Shanter (Robert Burns Poems)
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
To A Mountain Daisy (Robert Burns Poems)
ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil ...
130. Nature’s Law: A Poem (Robert Burns Poems)
LET other heroes boast their scars, The marks of sturt and strife: And other poets sing of wars, The plagues ...
Change Upon Change (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Five months ago the stream did flow, The lilies bloomed within the sedge, And we were lingering to and fro, ...
The Grey Monk (Excerpts) (William Blake Poems)
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
Fair Elanor (William Blake Poems)
The bell struck one, and shook the silent tower; The graves give up their dead: fair Elenor Walk'd by the ...
The Grey Monk (William Blake Poems)
"I die, I die!" the Mother said, "My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless Tyrant ...
Holy Thursday (Innocence) (William Blake Poems)
Twas on a Holy Thursday their innocent faces clean The children walking two & two in red & blue & ...
The Little Girl Found (William Blake Poems)
All the night in woe, Lyca's parents go: Over vallies deep. While the desarts weep. Tired and woe-begone. Hoarse with ...
Night (William Blake Poems)
The sun descending in the west. The evening star does shine. The birds are silent in their nest, And I ...
London (William Blake Poems)
I wander thro' each charter'd street. Near where the charter'd Thames does flow A mark in every face I meet ...
Drop a Pebble in the Water (James W. Foley Poem)
Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone; But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and ...
Sorrows and Joys (George Meredith Poem)
Bury thy sorrows, and they shall rise As souls to the immortal skies, And there look down like mothers' eyes. ...