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 ...
Poems about forced (51 Poems)
Statuary (Nick Flynn Poem)
Bees may be trusted, always, to discover the best, nay, the only human, solution. Let me cite an instance; an ...
The Farewell (Edward Field Poem)
They say the ice will hold so there I go, forced to believe them by my act of trusting people, ...
Place for a Third (Robert Frost Poem)
Nothing to say to all those marriages! She had made three herself to three of his. The score was even ...
Growltiger’s Last Stand (T. S. Eliot Poems)
GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge; In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed ...
Gerontion (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Crater Face (Denise Duhamel Poem)
is what we called her. The story was that her father had thrown Drano at her which was probably true, ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Elegy II: The Anagram (John Donne Poem)
Marry, and love thy Flavia, for she Hath all things whereby others beautious be, For, though her eyes be small, ...
Elegy III: Change (John Donne Poem)
Although thy hand and faith, and good works too, Have sealed thy love which nothing should undo, Yea though thou ...
Where bells no more affright the morn (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Where bells no more affright the morn -- Where scrabble never comes -- Where very nimble Gentlemen Are forced to ...
I could suffice for Him, I knew — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I could suffice for Him, I knew -- He -- could suffice for Me -- Yet Hesitating Fractions -- Both ...
Other side (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The dung was recent, not an event unusual in itself but difficult to explain of cows grazing the other side ...
The Song Of The Strange Ascetic (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
The Methodist (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Says Tom to Jack, 'tis very odd, These representatives of God, In color, way of life and evil, Should be ...
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 ...
Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O’Kellyn? (Samuel Coleridge Poems)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
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!- ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
Kubla Khan (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
Lays of Sorrow (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The day was wet, the rain fell souse Like jars of strawberry jam, a sound was heard in the ...
I, or Someone Like Me (Marvin Bell Poem)
In a wilderness, in some orchestral swing through trees, with a wind playing all the high notes, and the prospect ...
Song (Anne Bronte Poem)
We know where deepest lies the snow, And where the frost-winds keenest blow, O'er every mountain's brow, We long have ...
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 ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Presentiment (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
Pilate’s Wife’s Dream (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
How Clear She Shines (Emily Bronte Poem)
How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " ...
A Dialogue between Old England and New (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...