Old St David’s at Radnor (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
What an image of peace and rest Is this little church among its graves! All is so quiet; the troubled ...
Poems about furled (31 Poems)
Brother Jonathan’s Lament (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
SHE has gone,-- she has left us in passion and pride,-- Our stormy-browed sister, so long at our side! She ...
On the Portrait of Two Beautiful Young People (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
A Brother and Sister O I admire and sorrow! The heart's eye grieves Discovering you, dark tramplers, tyrant years. A ...
The Loss Of The Eurydice (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
Foundered March 24. 1878 1 The Eurydice-it concerned thee, O Lord: Three hundred souls, O alas! on board, Some asleep ...
Ash-Boughs (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
a. Not of all my eyes see, wandering on the world, Is anything a milk to the mind so, so ...
(i) the inkman (Rg Gregory Poem)
whirligig twister dancer prancer st vitus's quester chancer romancer the inkman cometh from that nether world where dream and coincidence ...
Spin Practice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like twin party favors blown out and back in they furled and unfurled and their skirts swirled from next to ...
The Sphynx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
The Sphinx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
Peace (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
A Noon Song (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
There are songs for the morning and songs for the night, For sunrise and sunset, the stars and the moon; ...
The Ships of Saint John (Bliss Carman Poem)
Where are the ships I used to know, That came to port on the Fundy tide Half a century ago, ...
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 ...
The Great Minimum (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
It is something to have wept as we have wept, It is something to have done as we have done, ...
Independence (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Come to my arms --- is it eve? is it morn? Is Apollo awake? Is Diana reborn? Are the streams ...
Independence (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Come to my arms --- is it eve? is it morn? Is Apollo awake? Is Diana reborn? Are the streams ...
thought for Thursday (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
Tomorrow's Thursday again, swept with the days' meandering flow: this, that, and the week goes, hearing time splash through cracks. ...
Why Washington Retreated (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
1775 Said Congress to George Washington: "To set this country free, You'll have to whip the Britishers And chase them ...
Vision Of The Archangels, The (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
The Vision of the Archangels (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
A Grammarian’s Funeral (Robert Browning Poems)
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
My Star (Robert Browning Poem)
All that I know Of a certain star, Is, it can throw (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of ...
Large Bad Picture (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Remembering the Strait of Belle Isle or some northerly harbor of Labrador, before he became a schoolteacher a great-uncle painted ...
Translation From the Gull Language (Thomas Moore Poems)
'Twas grav'd on the Stone of Destiny, In letters four, and letters three; And ne'er did the King of the ...
George Gray (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for me -- A boat with a furled sail at ...
The Pangolin (Marianne Moore Poems)
Another armored animal--scale lapping scale with spruce-cone regularity until they form the uninterrupted central tail-row! This near artichoke with head ...
The Ghosts of the Buffaloes (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...