One Hundred and Three (Henry Lawson Poems)
With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild,And the great, wide, ...
Poems about forty-two (17 Poems)
Gran’ Boule (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
A SEAMAN'S TALE OF THE SEAWe men hat go down for a livin' in ships to the sea,-We love it ...
Fit The First: The Landing (Lewis Carroll Poems)
The Landing"Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried,As he landed his crew with care;Supporting each man on the ...
Tumba Bloody Rumba (John O Brien Poems)
I was down the Riverina, knockin' 'round the towns a bit,And occasionally resting with a schooner in me mitt,And on ...
Star-Gazer (Louis MacNeice Poems)
Forty-two years ago (to me if to no one elseThe number is of some interest) it was a brilliant starry ...
Hurry Up Please It’s Time (Anne Sexton Poems)
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
The House (Anne Sexton Poems)
In dreams the same bad dream goes on. Like some gigantic German toy the house has been rebuilt upon its ...
The Expert and The Apricot (C J Dennis Poems)
The orchardist, with hope aglow,Sets out a crop of fruit to grow And sell it wisely where he can, Like ...
The Little Home Paper (Charles Hanson Towne Poems)
The little home paper comes to me, As badly printed as it can be; It's ungrammatical, cheap, absurd--Yet, how I ...
Moallaka – I (Edward Powys Mathers Poems)
Translated From the Arabic of Antar (late sixth and early seventh centuries).The poets have muddied all the little fountains.Yet do ...
Heigh, Ho! (C J Dennis Poems)
Heigh, ho! But they're talking, talking,As the cold, hard streets we're walkingSeeking work at any wage,While the talkers rant and ...
At Twenty-Two (Charles Granville Poems)
Awake! awake! The hills are light, The vault of heaven is blue, The seas are shimmering with delight, The woods ...
Fit the First: ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Landing "Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried, As he landed his crew with care; Supporting each ...
Phantasmagoria Canto I (The Trystyng ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Hurry Up Please It’s Time (Anne Sexton Poems)
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
The Morning Walk (A. A. Milne Poems)
When Anne and I go out a walk, We hold each other's hand and talk Of all the things we ...