The Tearful Tale Of Captain Dan (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A sinner was old Captain Dan; His wives guv him no rest: He had one wife to East Skiddaw And ...
Poems about frost (51 Poems)
The Arbour (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
Memory (Anne Bronte Poem)
Brightly the sun of summer shone, Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky ...
The Arbour (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
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 ...
The Twelve (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
III Our sons have gone to serve the Reds to serve the Reds to risk their heads! O bitter,bitter pain, ...
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 ...
November (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun! One mellow smile through the soft vapoury air, Ere, o'er the frozen earth, ...
The Dead: IV (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
IV. The Dead (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
1914 IV: The Dead (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
A Letter to Her Husband (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Absent upon Public Employment My head, my heart, mine eyes, my life, nay more, My joy, my magazine, of earthly ...
Words For Departure (Louise Bogan Poem)
Nothing was remembered, nothing forgotten. When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements, The window-sills were wet ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Dream Song 37: Three around the Old Gentleman (John Berryman Poem)
His malice was a pimple down his good big face, with its sly eyes. I must be sorry Mr Frost ...
Dream Song 35: MLA (John Berryman Poem)
Hey, out there!â?"assistant professors, full, associates,â?"instructorsâ?"othersâ?"anyâ?" I have a sing to shay. We are assembled here in the capital city ...
Dream Song 36: The high ones die, die. They die (John Berryman Poem)
The high ones die, die. They die. You look up and who's there? â?"Easy, easy, Mr Bones. I is on ...
THE SEVEN OLD MEN (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
From ‘Paracelsus’ (Robert Browning Poems)
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
265. Song-Young Jockie was the Blythest Lad (Robert Burns Poem)
YOUNG Jockie was the blythest lad, In a' our town or here awa; Fu' blythe he whistled at the gaud, ...
507. Song-Bonie Peg-a-Ramsay (Robert Burns Poem)
CAULD is the e'enin blast, O' Boreas o'er the pool, An' dawin' it is dreary, When birks are bare at ...
199. Song-My Peggy’s Charms (Robert Burns Poems)
MY Peggy's face, my Peggy's form, The frost of hermit Age might warm; My Peggy's worth, my Peggy's mind, Might ...
289. Song-Awa’, Whigs, Awa’ (Robert Burns Poems)
Chorus.-Awa' Whigs, awa'! Awa' Whigs, awa'! Ye're but a pack o' traitor louns, Ye'll do nae gude at a'. OUR ...
384. Song-Highland Mary (Robert Burns Poem)
YE banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery! Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...
First Death In Nova Scotia (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
In the cold, cold parlor my mother laid out Arthur beneath the chromographs: Edward, Prince of Wales, with Princess Alexandra, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Senlin: His Dark Origins (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
A Letter From Li Po (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...