Winfreda (Eugene Field Poem)
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
Poems about fright (45 Poems)
The delectable ballad of the waller lot (Eugene Field Poem)
Up yonder in Buena Park There is a famous spot, In legend and in history Yclept the Waller Lot. There ...
The Hermit (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN Venus and Hypocrisy combine, Oft pranks are played that show a deep design; Men are but men, and friars ...
The Ear-Maker And The Mould-Mender (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
The Critick and the Writer of Fables (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Weary, at last, of the Pindarick way, Thro' which advent'rously the Muse wou'd stray; To Fable I descend with soft ...
The Bride of Frankenstein (Edward Field Poem)
The Baron has decided to mate the monster, to breed him perhaps, in the interests of pure science, his only ...
‘Out, Out–‘ (Robert Frost Poems)
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when ...
Hidden Flame (John Dryden Poem)
Feed a flame within, which so torments me That it both pains my heart, and yet contains me: 'Tis such ...
Elegy XVI: On His Mistress (John Donne Poem)
By our first strange and fatal interview, By all desires which thereof did ensue, By our long starving hopes, by ...
Delight is as the flight (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Delight is as the flight -- Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say -- The Rainbow's ...
‘Tis so appalling — it exhilarates (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis so appalling -- it exhilarates -- So over Horror, it half Captivates -- The Soul stares after it, secure ...
The Soul has Bandaged moments — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Soul has Bandaged moments -- When too appalled to stir -- She feels some ghastly Fright come up And ...
No Notice gave She, but a Change — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
No Notice gave She, but a Change -- No Message, but a Sigh -- For Whom, the Time did not ...
Time to play (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It is a pristine page, clean on the blue screen where I compose, I don't expect it to stay that ...
Forsaken promises (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Nothing came to claim my muse, instead I dreamed of freedoms neatly folded in a treasure chest lying in the ...
Blame Katrina, or Larry. (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
You may have heard a dumb-ass claim that Katrina, a hurricane, is to blame for current stress upon our fiscal ...
My Mistress Commanding Me to Return Her Letters. (Thomas Carew Poem)
SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows Into the angry main, ...
Fear (Hart Crane Poem)
The host, he says that all is well And the fire-wood glow is bright; The food has a warm and ...
Happy Dust (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
Happy Dust (Aleister Crowley Poem)
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
Limbo (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
The sole true Something--This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men-- For skimming in the ...
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!- ...
Fit the Seventh ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Banker's Fate They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO VI ( Dyscomfyture ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
As one who strives a hill to climb, Who never climbed before: Who finds it, in a little time, Grow ...
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 ...
The Landrail (John Clare Poem)
How sweet and pleasant grows the way Through summer time again While Landrails call from day to day Amid the ...
Badger (John Clare Poem)
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
The Surprise (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...