The Case Of Conscience (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
Poems about flown (50 Poems)
Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
The Rubaiyat Of Omar Khayyam Of Naishapur (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
Seascape With Sun And Eagle (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
Freer than most birds an eagle flies up over San Francisco freer than most places soars high up floats and ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
A Last Word (Ernest Dowson Poem)
Let us go hence: the night is now at hand; The day is overworn, the birds all flown; And we ...
Sonnet LVI: When Like an Eaglet (Michael Drayton Poem)
When like an eaglet I first found my Love, For that the virtue I thereof would know, Upon the nest ...
Heroic Stanzas (John Dryden Poem)
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
The Dissolution (John Donne Poem)
She's dead; and all which die To their first elements resolve; And we were mutual elements to us, And made ...
Than Heaven more remote, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Than Heaven more remote, For Heaven is the root, But these the flitted seed. More flown indeed Than ones that ...
Summer for thee, grant I may be (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whipporwill And Oriole -- ...
In Ebon Box, when years have flown (Emily Dickinson Poem)
In Ebon Box, when years have flown To reverently peer, Wiping away the velvet dust Summers have sprinkled there! To ...
I have a Bird in spring (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing -- The spring decoys. And as the summer nears ...
A Child of the Snows (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
There is heard a hymn when the panes are dim, And never before or again, When the nights are strong ...
Recollections Of Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
I How warm this woodland wild Recess ! Love surely hath been breathing here ; And this sweet bed of ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Japan (Billy Collins Poem)
Today I pass the time reading a favorite haiku, saying the few words over and over. It feels like eating ...
VII. At a Village in Scotland…. (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O NORTH! as thy romantic vales I leave, And bid farewell to each retiring hill, Where thoughtful fancy seems to ...
The Student’s Serenade (Anne Bronte Poems)
I have slept upon my couch, But my spirit did not rest, For the labours of the day Yet my ...
Severed and Gone (Anne Bronte Poem)
Severed and gone, so many years! And art thou still so dear to me, That throbbing heart and burning tears ...
Dreams (Anne Bronte Poem)
While on my lonely couch I lie, I seldom feel myself alone, For fancy fills my dreaming eye With scenes ...
Alexander And Zenobia (Anne Bronte Poem)
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
Risus Dei (Thomas Edward Brown Poem)
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...
Regret (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Long ago I wished to leave " The house where I was born; " Long ago I used to grieve, ...
The Sun Has Set (Emily Bronte Poem)
The sun has set, and the long grass now Waves dreamily in the evening wind; And the wild bird has ...
To the Fringed Gentian (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Thou blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds ...
The Death of the Flowers (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
In Reference to Her Children (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
I had eight birds hatched in one nest, Four cocks there were, and hens the rest. I nursed them up ...
Prologue (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings, 2 Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun, 3 For my mean ...
There Was A Time, I Need Not Name (Lord Byron Poem)
There was a time, I need not name, Since it will ne'er forgotten be, When all our feelings were the ...